Well it's late in the hour
And a few more grains of sand will fall
On the colorful flowers
Have grown upon the dust and mossNow I fear the worst is near
I hold them close and count their years
And pray a ray of light appears
To shine down on us hereBreak down in the shape of things to come
But I'm moving on like a soldier
And I say now when all is said and done
It's not ours to break
The shape of things to comeThere's a crack in the clouds
But only for a moment now
Like an eye looking out, in blue skies
Finds the roads we will go downI wonder what they hold for us
I hold my family to my breast
I fear the worst and hope the best
Will come to see us blessedBreak down in the shape of things to come
But I'm moving on like a soldier
And I say now when all is said and done
It's not ours to break
The shape of things to comeGiven one more try, wonder what I'd change?I won't deny the thought is strangeI've done my best and I will lay no blame myselfBreak down in the shape of things to come
But I'm moving on 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 [Repeat: x3]
Songwriters
Cornell, Chris / Wilk, Brad / Commerford, Tim / Morello, TomPublished by
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