Babe To Cradle Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

You callous kings and queens
It′s time to lay down your rusty crowns
They don't impress us anymore
Their twinkle and shine has tarnished in time
Your diamonds lie like broken glass upon the floor

And you jealous gurus who choose
To cast despair and doubt
To those about you too frail to recognise
A cruel seed sewed, a fool′s gilded road
Of comfortable and casual lies

The last time the tide turned you were
But a babe to cradle


You flagrant flailing fantasists a-wallowing in woe
Those who boast of the blood in which you bathe
To brutal e'er to know why
To crucial not to fight a while
Too futile to do anything but turn away

The last time the tide turned you were
But a babe to cradle

You ageing ailing acrobat, aching once again to soar
With the supple ease they came from far and wide to see
He sets his trapeze one more inch high
Each night one more inch wide
So at his pinnacle for eternity he'll be

The last time the tide turned you were
But a babe to cradle

And you raging railing renegade, racing to an early grave
If only you knew the words to say how you feel
Even the mightiest oaks bow
Surging rivers run low
Even the bravest need to know when to kneel

Ah, the last time the tide turned you were
Ah, but a babe to cradle