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 they seem the same

Chorus:
Come tomorrow
Will i be older
Come tomorrow
May be a soldier
Come tomorrow
Will i be bolder
Than today?

Now
The trees are almost green
But will they still be seen
Where time and tide have been

Fallen
Into your passing hands
Please don't destroy these lands
Don't make them desert sands

[repeat chorus]

Soon
I hope that i will find
Loves deep within my mind
That won't disgrace my kind

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