Hello my friend!
It’s late and I want to sleep
But I just can’t make it to my bed.
I’ve got a brand-new song on my screen
It’s called Miracle Healing.
I read it on a sign somewhere in Port of Spain
I remember a bright-blue-colonial building
For me it looked like the entrance to paradise.
place full of smiling people,
place full of happiness.
I was dreaming to go there
Instead of doing the interview & receive

miracle healing of innocence and ectasy
Dreams of independence.
Love, caress & energy.
The circle & square, sound & vision,
Angels are singing
You’re gonna burn in [bad word] no more

Are you sure what to think of me?
Do you know how I should be?
Is there any [bad word] explanation for this world?
And what kind of healing would I need?
Only one thing I know is that I need some help
I must finish this song to find it all out
miracle healing …
Hello my friend!
It’s late and I want to sleep
And I’m sitting here all alone
With my ghosts tonite
If I slept for a thousand years
Would you dig inside my pyramid?
Would you resurrect me from the dead
Would you light up my darkness,
Would you give me …
miracle healing