everything is holy now

[OK – this is the last in this January series of song excerpts. This one has become a particular favourite over the past few years]:

When holy water was rare at best
It barely wet my fingertips
But now I have to hold my breath
Like I’m swimming in a sea of it
It used to be a world half there
Heaven’s second rate hand-me-down
But I walk it with a reverent air
‘Cause everything is holy now