Shapes Of Things Songtext

Shapes of things before my eyes Has helped me to despise will time make men more wise? Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my brain will time make men more sane? Come tomorrow will I be older? Come tomorrow maybe a soldier (now listen) Come tomorrow, maybe I'm older than today. (Listen to this) Here within my lonely frame. My eyes just hurt my god-darn' brain will time make men more sane?