| Hold on to the miracle of life... | |
| Secret lives of oceans been washed away like mud. | |
| You don't want my devotion; | |
| You'd rather be washed in blood. | |
| Can we turn away from this open anger? | |
| Counting all the prey | |
| Don't you feel the danger to the miracle of life. | |
| Sing when open hearts are calling, | |
| Shout with open eyes (To the miracle of life) | |
| Far below the deepest treasure | |
| To the miracle of life | |
| Living in times of luster, waiting for the flood. | |
| We don't agree with your concepts; | |
| You'd rather be washed in blood. | |
| Is it any wonder? (In my lifetime) | |
| Cold depth of blue water... | |
| Is it any wonder? (In my lifetime) | |
| Rising tides of slaughter - shoulda been washed in blood | |
| Sing when open hearts are calling, | |
| Shout with open eyes (To the miracle of life) | |
| Far beyond your deepest pleasure | |
| To the miracle of life | |
| Pacifica... | |
| Indian...Atlantica... |