Текст песни Shapes of Things - Black Stone Cherry

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

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

Shapes of things before my eyes
Just teach me to despise
Will time make man more wise
That′s the shapes of things, yeah