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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeShapes Of Things
Written by: J. BeckShapes of things before my eyesJust teach me to despiseWill time make men more wiseHere within my lonely framemy eyes just heard my brainBut will it seem the sameCome tomorrow, will I be olderCome Tomorrow, may be a soldier.Come Tomorrow, may I be bolder than today?Now the trees are almost green.But will they still be seen?When time and tide have been.Fall into your passing hands.Please don't destroy these lands.Don't make them desert sands.ChorusSoon I hope that I will find,Thoughts deep within my mind.That won't displace my kind
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