by Kayo Dot on album Kayo Dot / Bloody Panda

Part one the song's begun Around and around the needle slinks And with each passing bar The circle shrinks Round and round and round she goes And if reversed the circle grows A hazy regard tethers me

by Kayo Dot on album Live at WMBR

Sing to me a romance, sire That splendid trod the starry roads. All ye dust-strewn travellers, hasten To the hearthside! What seest thou, wayfarer, Upon thy journey to a citrine sun? Caves of candlel

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Out of the west the evening-colored air Made a music box out of the treetops A wind harp out of the stars Velvet waters tumble out from the fountainhead of Inspiration and played the rushes

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Nameless, a boy upon a rough boat He makes his way downstream under the candles of the stars The great chandeliers of the mansion The moon in her fullness, she waltzes across the singing surface

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

A ghoul amongst the graves The poet bore his song into the forest And there was no moon, the moon was new A silver coin snatched from its purse by thieves Drank deeply of the night, down the p

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

The eye of Leviathan was swept from the sea The crooked serpent in the deep of the night We gather by the well to gather the rain That fell from the eye of Leviathan A pail of sweet water from

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Nearby the moldering bridge and the stream that gushes from a fatal wound The quiet town in its hallowed hollow, waking while still sleeping sound Oblivious and dreaming, its people always dreamin

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Blood circulates slowly through unhurried and thoughtful veins He sat in his body and wondered how the sweetest of his strains Could ever lay a bow to the violin before him Ended is the passing

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

That cloudless night by the waning light of a tired moon The poet stole across the town (Sleeping, always sleeping And dreaming, never dreaming) A shadow and a shade A ghost that just was ma

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Flowers bloom at night and throw off phantom darts of light Living little opal stars and little phantom shimmers A shadow with a watering can crept in to tend the garden The soundless shade ma

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

Oh, the dust and the dust and the dust The ages of neglect by the Cover of rust The stone was alive, he could feel it Breathing beneath his hands On the table in the kitchen By the light f

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

The hammer and the chisel from out in the shed Pulled out from beneath a pile of time He remembered that was where he left it Though it had less rust back then Sunlight pushing through the eav

by Kayo Dot on album Hubardo

When morning cast the stars aside And the chill of night had all but died As sleep removed its blanket pall From the waking eyes of all The poet stretched his limbs and dressed And wandered

by Kayo Dot on album Blue Lambency Downward

The cathedral buried beneath under cathedral is where the glibbest instrument lay And there it rests, exhausted, While in the visible room, a band continues to play. The insensitive diviner, feeling

by Kayo Dot on album Choirs Of The Eye

It never hurt this much before, And I feel I'm courting Saturn. The Twelve-Eyed Secret gazes through a prism, Staring into raindrops swirling slow It lifts its horrible heads With lidless orbs of limi

by Kayo Dot on album Choirs Of The Eye

One morning, before the leaves began changing I caught a piece of summer and poured it into a pitcher; This I placed in the cellar on a shelf collecting dust . Autumn, then winter, rose up from the s

by Kayo Dot on album Blue Lambency Downward

Slowly relieve the sow From her revolving white out Releasing groans in quiet telepathy A weight no cradle can hold Answer no blood-diluted question The floorboards bow so lethargically Releasing gro

by Kayo Dot on album Blue Lambency Downward

The shamelessly desirous broken heart inside the otherwise empty cabinet of doom Weeps what it's modestly beating without. The youngest grave will hold a crowd before The people stuck on the tra

by Kayo Dot on album Blue Lambency Downward

The wooden lookout seven stories high The steeple at the top, it won't stop singing singing singing singing It's got a rigid rule number one It's to keep the bodies living The last croo

by Kayo Dot on album Blue Lambency Downward

Laughter is ceasing, All the coroners of New Orleans Are calling, all the coroners are calling you You are completely alone in this world It's not your fault it's just easy to forget Waitin