Gone World Gone - Kitchens Of Distinction

Animal nuzzles up to my shoulder

Sweats and grunts and pushes me over

With its musty mane in my eyes

I’m closed off and protected

Inside sleep together

Sleep within sleep

It’s everywhere

I’m safe, safe with the head of the animal

Breathe on my breath

There’s nothing else

Gone world, gone

When he wakes in all our red rooms

Next to pillows that scream «alone»

And we’re shaking uncompleted

Aching for this creeping sleep

On which to ride away

Sleep is the animal whose name is safety

Whose name is angel’s wings

Whose name is never will it happen to me

Whose arms are the longest the world will ever see

Whose voice is Jesus saying «innocence is the child»

Whose breath is warmth and the scent of safety and the taste of purity

Animal flies me in a hollow in it’s belly

Until the world’s gone

Inside a world inside a world inside a world without end