[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!!