Shape of Things to Come

Well it's late in the hour

And a few more grains of sand will fall

On the colorful flowers

Grown up on the dust and moss

Now I feel the worst is near

I hold them close and count their years

Pray a ray of light appears

To shine down on us here

Break down, in the shape of things to come

But I'm moving on like a soldier

And I stand now, when all is said and done

It's not ours to break

The shape of things to come

There's a crack in the clouds

But only for a moment now

Like an owl looking out at the blue skies

As far as the roads we will go down

I wonder what they hold for us

I hold my family to my breast

I fear the worst and hope the best

Will come to see us blessed

Break down, in the shape of things to come

But I'm moving on like a soldier

And I stand now, when all is said and done

It's not ours to break

The shape of things to come

Hey, hey

Given one more try

Wonder what I'd change?

I won't deny

I thought it strange

I've done my best

And I will lay no blame on myself

Break down, in the shape of things to come

But I'm moving on like a soldier

And I stand now, when all is said and done

It's not ours to break

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come