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