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Shape Of Things To Come

Shape Of Things To Come

(album: Roots And Branches - 2013)

A million words, ten thousand faces
Can't make a sense of what's in, they say.
When someone goes through here and left no traces
No light, just dark, confusion reigns.

And as the smoke begins to clear
A voice you don't know whispers in your ear:
If you keep going down this burn-out track
You better know right now, you ain't ever coming back.

Look up ahead, a hundred years,
Now look back and tell me, what you see?
When men think they're gods it always end in tears
And no one knows what it is to be truly free.

Baby boy, don't leave your ways,
I can't tell when you end your days.
If you keep going down this burn-out track
You better know right now you ain't ever coming back.

Turn the wheel, put the foot down hard
Sirens howling, but there ain't no cars.
Don't look round, the seeds already sewn,
I guess you always known when the deal is blown.

Baby boy, you don't mend your ways,
No one knows when you end your days.
If you stop to think what's really going on
You may catch a glimpse of a shape of things to come.

And as the smoke begins to clear
A voice you don't know whispers in your ear:
If you keep going down this burn-out track
No one knows if you ever coming back.
You ain't ever coming back,
You ain't coming back.

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