Shapes of Things Songtext
von Black Stone Cherry

Shapes of things before my eyes
Send me to this place
Will time make men more wise?

Here, yeah, within my lonely frame
My eyes just hurt my brain
Will time make men more sane?

(Come tomorrow) Will I be older?
(Come tomorrow) Maybe a soldier
(Come tomorrow) May I be bolder than today


Fall 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
Send me to this place
Will time make men more wise

That′s the shapes of things, yeah