Текст песни The Dead Milkmen - Shapes Of Things (originally by The Yard, слова песни The Dead Milkmen

Текст песни The Dead Milkmen - Shapes Of Things (originally by The Yard

The Dead Milkmen - Shapes Of Things (originally by The Yard слова песни

Shapes of things before my eyesThey teach me to despiseWill time make man more wise?Here beneath my lonely frameMy eyes just hurt my brainBut will it seem the same?(Come tomorrow), will I be older(Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier(Come tomorrow), will I be bolder than todayNow the trees are almost greenBut will they still be seenWhen time and tide have been?Boy into your passing handsPlease don`t destroy these landsDon`t make them desert sands(Come tomorrow), will I be older(Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier(Come tomorrow), will I be bolder than todayBoy into your passing handsPlease don`t destroy these landsDon`t make them desert sands

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Shapes Of Things (originally by The Yard

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