Kayo Dot - Floodgate Lyrics
When morning cast the stars asideAnd the chill of night had all but diedAs sleep removed its blanket pallFrom the waking eyes of allThe poet stretched his limbs and dressedAnd wandered out to see the blessedGrove and mound, but with a soundOf water that was not there before…A singing stream had grown overnightCenturies old, with smooth stones covered in mossThe path to the grove is overtakenIts source bubbles up from under the earthFrom the seed…The poet drank sweet water from a cupped hands chaliceHe was baptized at the stream by a mourning doveAll the loveliness in the world was in herAll the sadness flowed out into the forest and into thin airMist-wrapped trees, the tattered shrouds of night, as sheBeckoned downstreamNothing but death, the ageless kiss of the queenThe most beautiful thing is the deathless unseenNo end to the miraculous waters that stream forth from the earthAnd the stream grew into the blue royalty of a riverThe cascades that tumble away like lives into the ætherSurged forth ceaseless like wasted timeAs the moon grew fat with daysThe river widened and wove its wayDeeper into the mist and the treesAs an unfinished rhyme, as a grief-laden breeze