Mooney

And Jesus was a sailor
When he walked upon the water
And he spent a long time watching
From his lonely wooden tower
And when he knew for certain
Only drowning men could see him
He said, "All men will be sailors then
Until the sea shall free them"
But he himself was broken
Long before the sky would open
Forsaken, almost human
He sank beneath your wisdom like a

prometheus as the benevolent creator god of mankind, sculpting us from mud and giving us fire (arts, passion, the craft) to make us different from animals. mirrors jesus in his sacrifice for humanity