Kayo Dot - Vision Adjustment To Another Wavelength lyrics

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 from the lamp Burning high with olive oil He touched the stone, like ice from the sky Like ice from the eyes of the hangman He touched the stone and wondered at it Caressed the coarse rock and was humbled by it And he knew not why Why the others hated the stone from the sky This gem that felt warm amidst all the cold The breathing and pulsing of life in the stone And he put out the lamp and crawled into bed And dreamt of the stone and a tree And the tree grew up from the stone Watered with blood in a watering can The blood of the pen The pride of the poet lashed to his misery And up into heaven, a fathomless tree Where it bore forth wonderful fruit The fruit of the stars from the womb of the Earth And he awoke amidst the shudders and sighs The tears that drip-drip from a faucet of eyes And he saw the poem written before him By the olive oil lamp in the kitchen Of a seed blown far by the winds of the spaces To the far-off planet and its secret places To the home of the anguished and longing The hope of the hopeless, the name of the nameless