Shapes of Things (Live at Konserthuset, Stockholm - 04/04/1967)

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
It's a great pleasure for us to be here to play for you
We're gonna start off our act now
With a number called "Shapes of Things"

Shapes of things before my eyes
Just teach me to despise
Will time make men more wise?

Here within my lonely frame
My eyes just heard my brain
But will it seem the same?

Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, may be a soldier
Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today?

Now the trees are almost green
But will they still be seen
When time and tide have been?

Fallin' into your passing hands
Please don't destroy these lands
Don't make them desert sands

Come tomorrow, will I be older?
Come tomorrow, may be a soldier
Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today?

Soon, I hope that I will find
Thoughts deep within my mind
That won't displace my kind



Credits
Writer(s): Jim Mccarty, Paul Samwell-smith, Keith Relf
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