Passing the River - Kayo Dot

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

As animals and insects sleep peacefully in their places

Water passes softly by

Drifting up from silent wells like memories in meditation

Count his bones, the boat drifted as a young leaf fallen

Hapless and helpless, and he blessed the mossy stones

A night and a day of longing is as nothing, as a shell cast into

The raging sea is forgotten

A star swallowed up in the void that pulses

A life expired that never blossoms

The music is his, the boy in his trance

He wrote it across the mist and the rapids

And it carried him away from the forest

And it carried him away

He gave himself to the river

And it carried him away