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