Oliver Oat - Argos lyrics

I am the guardian the tales are true but you you are much luckier than me I put your wounded eye on a triangle, softly would you like to trade I have kaleidoscopes she gave me kaleidoscopes she made for me she spoke to me in many ways but all the things she said were like a thunderstorm and then our child was born and I sailed away I'd tell you all I could I'd tell you of the good (all the good about her) I'd tell you all, I would I should, but then I'd get emotional you know that I can't cry I could try but the flood might sink the island and your father would be glad and mad at once I'd give you one of mine I'd take some wine and with a spoon you'd pop them out with ease but please, they'd only burst because they're cursed because they're mine just let me listen to this song and doze away