[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!!