Shapes Of Things

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Dixie Dregs

The shapes of things before my eyes

Just teach me to despise

Will time make man more wise?

Here within my lonely frame

My eyes just hurt my brain

Will time make man more sane?

Come tomorrow, will I be older?

Come tomorrow, maybe a soldier?

Come tomorrow, may I be bolder than today

Thể loại:  Âu Mỹ,  Rock

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