Shapes of Things

[Verse 1]
Shapes of things before my eyes
Just help me to despise
Will time make men more wise?

[Verse 2]
Here, within my lonely frame
My eyes just hurt my brain
Will time make men more sane?

[Bridge]
Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, maybe a soldier, now listen
Come tomorrow, maybe I'm older than today?

[Instrumental Break 01:16-02:28]
[Guitar Solo]
Listen to this

[Verse 3]
Here, within my lonely frame
My eyes just hurt my goddarn brain
But time make men more sane?