[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!