G. A. MacCormack - Shapes Of Things lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 [Chorus] (Come tomorrow), will I be older (Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier (Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today [Verse 2] Now the trees are almost green But will they still be seen When time and tide have been Boy into your pa**ing hands Please do not destroy these lands Do not make them desert sands [Chorus] Soon I hope that I will find A seed within my mind That will not disgrace my kind