We put our trust in the future and in its technology Radioactive waste and other problems yet unsolved by man
What if our future selves are refugees on the run Scavenging for food, chasing shelter to hide from the sun
Control your fate Before it's too late
The war of oceans rages on but not for long And once we're gone the waters won't miss our kind
Coming generations They'll have enough of their own problems It's naïve to think they'll Also solve the ones selfishly handed down by us
Why can't we stop ourselves From polluting the water on which we depend Wallace Hartley will play with his men While we sink towards our bitter end
Nearer, my God, to Thee That's what they'll sing Can't you hear? Oh, yes I hear it
The war of oceans rages on but not for long And once we're gone the waters won't miss our kind Two hundred years of abuse, too late for truce And whoever wins, we will lose
Nearer, my God, to Thee That's what they'll sing Can't you hear? Oh, yes we all hear it
For the seven oceans For mankind If it's war that it takes We are ready to wage it For the seven oceans For mankind If it's war that it takes We are ready to wage it
The war of oceans rages on but not for long And once we're gone the waters won't miss our kind Two hundred years of abuse, too late for truce And whoever wins, we will lose
We will lose The war of oceans And once we're gone From this world Once we're gone the water's will not miss our kindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
