Shapes Of Things Lyrics by David Bowie
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Shapes of things before my eyes
Just teach me to despise
Will time make man more wise
Here within my lonely frame
My eyes just hurt my brain
But will it seem the same

(Come tomorrow), will I be older
(Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier
(Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today

Now the trees are almost green
But will they still be seen
When time and tide have been
Boy into your passing hands
Please don't destroy these lands
Don't make them desert sands

(Come tomorrow), will I be older
(Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier
(Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today

Soon I hope that I will find
A seed within my mind
That won't disgrace my kind
Shapes of things before my eyes   Just teach me to despise   Will time make man more wise   Here within my lonely frame   My eyes just hurt my brain   But will it seem the same      (Come tomorrow), will I be older   (Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier   (Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today      Now the trees are almost green   But will they still be seen   When time and tide have been   Boy into your passing hands   Please don't destroy these lands   Don't make them desert sands      (Come tomorrow), will I be older   (Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier   (Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today      Soon I hope that I will find   A seed within my mind   That won't disgrace my kind