Cradle from Dead Inside by Silence the Blind
Tracklist
| 7. | Cradle | 2:48 |
Lyrics
This cradle starts a life, that’s safe and free from harm
A sheltered warm life in a small suburban town
This cradle in a corner, the young boy he looks on
He’s stuck in this world, but from the cradle he has come
Cradle is remembered, a boy of nine or ten
Safety from the feeling of the back of his father’s hand
Cradle and grave, we’re born to die
Cradle and grave, we’re not alive
This cradle is now fading, the young boy views the stone
His parent’s fights are what will keep him alone
He’s married to a woman, to them a child is born
And in that child’s room, a cradle like his own
Abusive to his family, he hasn’t got much left
Beats them every day, he’s his father’s son at best
Cradle and grave, we’re born to die
Cradle and grave, we’re not alive
In to room, gun in hand
In to cradle, climbs the man
Chamber locked, mind astray
Gun to head, blows himself away
Cradle and grave, wasted life, cradle and grave
