Prose from The Wicker Man within the song Gently Johnny ~ wish I knew who wrote this….

I think I could turn and live with animals 


They are so placid and self contained


They do not lay awake at night and weep for their sins


They do not make me sick, discussing their duty to god


Not one of them kneels to another


Nor to one of its own kind that lived thousands of years ago


Not one of them is respectable 


Or unhappy 


All over the earth 


All over the earth