Shapes of Things (Live In Vancouver 1981) ( 2011 - Remaster)

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 hurt my brain Will it seem the same? Come tomorrow, will I be older? Come tomorrow, may be a soldier Come tomorrow, will I be bolder than today? Now the trees are almost green But will they still be seen When time and tide have been? Oh, into your passing hands Please don't destroy your lands Don't make them desert sands Come tomorrow, will I be older? Come tomorrow, may be a soldier Come tomorrow, will I be bolder than today? 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 hurt my brain But will it seem the same? Come tomorrow, will I be older? Come tomorrow, may be a soldier Come tomorrow, will I be bolder than today? Now the trees are almost green But will they still be seen When time and tide have been? Oh, into your passing hands Please don't destroy your lands Don't make them desert sands