Argonauts - The Little Ones

Oh where've been with that fist so full of cracks

As we transcend but we're making plans

And we're on our own tonight

Blame it on the Argonauts

And the still of the fallen nights

Don't you wish that we were back again

Lay down your swoon

There's a scratch upon my back

Yeah these are growing days

That hustle for the chance to get it right

Out on my perch now

Where voices crackle all around

Spitting sentences for hours and hours

You ought to kick and scream

For every fallen dream

There's a hard knock on the door

Like stones yeah we'll never move to shore

Wake from your sleep in

A town that slaps right back

Do you hear the feet-trampling

Coming around the bend

I think we'll make it out

I think I hear the latest sound

Now we're falling on our knees tonight

You ought to kick and scream

For every fallen dream

There's a hard knock on the door

Like stones yeah we'll never move to shore

Blame it on the Argonauts

And the still of the fallen nights

Don't you wish that we were back again

Blame it on the Argonauts

And the still of the fallen nights

Don't you wish that we were back again

You ought to kick and scream

For every fallen dream

There's a hard knock on the door

Like stones yeah we'll never move to shore