A WEEK WITH... MUTE MATH day4

This song is called Peculiar People. I think I like it so much because the language is so figurative and poetic but it captures the essence of what it means, I think, to be a people that choose to be this strange community who love one another. There is nothing natural about a human flying with eagles' wings and just as unnatural is the way of life Christ calls us to live together. I think this is why it takes us a lifetime of practice to shape ourselves into the imago dei.

Here are the lyrics:

We can fly with the wings of eagles
We can fly with the wings of eagles
We are peculiar people this I know
We can fly with the wings of eagles

We are peculiar people
We are peculiar people
We must set our hope and future to the sky
We are peculiar people
We are peculiar people
We will shed our human skin and learn to fly

With a word we can drown a mountain
With a word we can drown a mountain
Into the seas surrounding don't you know
With a word we can drown a mountain

We are peculiar people
We are peculiar people
There is more to who we are than meets the eye
We are peculiar people
We are peculiar people
And no one will convince me otherwise

We were born to, we were born to fly
You and I, we're summoned to the sky
We were born to, we were, we were born to fly