[Words and music by Devin Townsend]



In the morning 'bout three or so 

Can't stop thinking about what I know 

In the morning 'bout three or so 

Can't stop thinking of the universe 



I keep rocking, I keep rolling 

Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there 

Keep dropping, keep rolling 

Put out the fire with the water 

Thinking creosote 



I the morning with a beat up bud I know 

I can't fight a war without losing blood 



In the morning 'bout three or so 

Can't stop seeking what I need to know 

God is in the mountain as is in the rock 

And god is not concerned about keeping stock 



So keep rocking, keep rolling 

Trade in the minute for a minute that isn't there 

Keep dropping, keep rolling 

Put out the fire with the water 

Thinking creosote 



All he ever wanted was to be alone 

But you can't feel love without being loved!! 



(Can't fight a war without losing blood) 

(Blood... Blood... Blood...) 

All we ever wanted was love 

Love! (doo wop boddum... doo wapideewapideewapideedoo...) 

We can see the enemy, they say... 

Hey! we don't want your war! 

It's quite nice, white light, it's quite, it's quite extraordinary! 

Window! It's a window! It's white! It's quite... quite... 

God, quiet! Just a little bit of quiet please! 



Just stop the noise for once... please!!