The Antique Lyrics - Singles - Kayo Dot

Dust fills my Mouth with a Timeless Poltergeist Rapping 

Lightly upon a Dusty Door; 

It Locks the Days together 

Yesterday 

This Artefact wasn't rightly so. 

Flanked by Shelves incorporating me into their Lonely Dream, 

I search for Tremors lying Weeping 

'Neath the Broken Tiled Floor 

Weeping with a Broken Madness, 

Weeping for the Day Before. 

Tarnished Silver in the Cupboard soothes 

The Fathoms of my Aching Silver Beard; 

Like Shining Eyes scoured by 

A Sour Creaking Gait, 

Cataracts dim the 

Eloquence that wore 

The Shining Cloak of younger Pride, 

And This was Long, 

Long before their Careless Keeper died. 

A Revenant spread its Foul Curse to Every Living Thing 

With Stories trapp'd on Yellowed Pages 

By Talismans of Poignant Lethargy. 

Tales Twilit bear their Ruin'd Words 

To this Ghoulish Scenery, 

Slouching over Candlelight 

Extinguished in another Century. 

The Grandfather Clock once Told its Beads, 

While Outside the Branches 

Bowed their Windows slightly Out of Key. 

And this Downstairs, where a 

Forlorn Clock has long since Lost its Faith, 

And a House's Stale Breath sighs like the 

Whispers of a Wraith. 

Spiders Decorate an Appearance 

That stretches Gnarled Hands 

Back into a Relinquished Parlour Game; 

Wisps of Ghostly Languor hinting faintly of Perique 

Ring the Ancyent Air and Fade, 

Murmuring of Things Antique.