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well it´s late in the hour and a few more grains of sand will fall
on the colorful flowers grown upon the dust and moss
now i feel the worst is near
i hold them close and count they´re years
and pray a ray of light appears
to shine down on us here

breakdown in the shape of things to come
but i move along like a soldier
and i say 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, the blue sky spies the roads we will go down
i wonder what they hold for us, i hold my family to my breast
i feel the worst and hope the best will come to see us blessed

breakdown in the shape of things to come
but i move along like a soldier
and i say now when all is said and done
it´s not ours to break, the shape of things to come
hey! hey!

give me one more try in what i´ll change
i won´t deny the thought is strange
i´ve done my best and now we´ll ? myself

breakdown in the shape of things to come
but i move along like a soldier
and i say 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




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Shape of Things To Come
Audioslave



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