I know, I feel, I'm the thing moving in the cradle 
and I'm a part of the Frail 
I know, I feel, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
thou I'm a part of the Frail 
I know, c'mon you friend, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
and I'm the part of the Frail 
I'm drifting in the night on a calm sea 
I'm flying on the edge of the night 
The seagulls spread their wings is all I see 
I start to drift towards the daylight 
The city's raising into the new dawn 
The streets are silent as the man's mind 
I like this peace around me, it feels right 
like a golden bright wiew in my sight 
I know, I feel, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
thou I'm a part of the Frail 
I know, c'mon you friend, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
and I'm the part of the Frail 
Now, two boys kissing in the children room 
when left alone in the shade 
while their wise parents overfed and drunk 
lying around doing nothing... Anymore 
Now, two boys kissing in the children room 
when left alone in the shade 
while their wise parents overfed and drunk 
socializing with telly... fake... fake... Fake! 
I know, I feel, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
thou I'm a part of the Frail 
I know, c'mon you friend, I'm the thing rocking in the cradle 
and I'm the part of the Frail