作词 : Heaton, Sullivan
The roll of distant thunder breaks 
The afternoon of silence wakes 
They hurry through from 
Petergate as if they know this dance 
In fury blind 
I drive at night 
Across the moors, the open roads 
Beneath the freezing starry skies, racing in some trance 
These cities are illusions of some triumph over 
Nature's laws 
We've seen the iron carcass rust and buildings topple into dust 
And as the waters rise it seems we cling to all the rootless things 
The Christian lies, technology, while spirits scream and sing... 
Oh, God, I love the world 
Well I never said 
I was a clever man 
But I know enough to understand 
That the endless leaps and forward plans will someday have to cease 
You blind yourselves with comfort lies 
Like lightning never strikes you twice 
And we laugh at your amazed surprise as the 
Ark begins to sink 
The temple that is built so well, to separate us from ourselves 
Is a power grown beyond control and a will without a face 
And watching from outside 
I wish that 
I could wash my hands of this 
But we are locked together here, this bittersweet embrace... 
Oh, God, I love the world 
And if one day the final fire 
Explodes across the whitened sky 
I know you said you'd rather die and make it over fast 
With courage from your bravest friends 
Waiting outside for the end 
With no bitterness but an innocence that 
I can't seem to grasp 
I know, somehow 
I will survive this fury just to stay alive 
So drunk with sickness, weak with pain 
I can walk the hills one last time 
Scarred and smiling, dying slow 
I'll scream to no one left at all 
I told you so, 
I told you so, 
I told you so... 
Oh, God, I love the world