Well it's late in the hour and a few more grains of sand will fall. On the colorful flowers grown upon the dust and moss. Now I feel the worst is near, I hold them close and count their years. And pray a ray of light appears To shine down on us here Breakdown in the shape of things to come But I'm moving on like a soldier. And I say now when all is said and done: It's not ours to break, the shape of things to come. There's a crack in the clouds, but only for a moment now Like an owl looking out, the blue sky spies the roads we will go down. I wonder what they hold for us? I hold my family to my breast, I feel the worst and hope the best will come to see us blessed. Breakdown in the shape of things to come But I'm moving on like a soldier. And I say now when all is said and done: It's not ours to break, the shape of things to come. Hey! Hey! Give me one more try in what I'll change. I won't deny the thought is strange. I've done my best and now will lay no blame myself. Breakdown in the shape of things to come But I'm moving on like a soldier. And I say now when all is said and done: It's not ours to break, the shape of things to come. The shape of things to come. The shape of things to come.