Lyrics:

Well it's late in the hour and a few more grains of sand will fall

On the colorful flowers grown upon the dust and moss

Now I feel the worst is near

I hold them close and count they're years

And pray a ray of light appears

To shine down on us here



Breakdown in the shape of things to come

But I move along 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



There's a crack in the clouds, but only for a moment now

Like an owl looking out, the blue sky spies the roads we will go down

I wonder what they hold for us, I hold my family to my breast

I feel the worst and hope the best will come to see us blessed



Breakdown in the shape of things to come

But I move along 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

Hey! Hey!



Give me one more try in what I'll change

I won't deny the thought is strange

I've done my best and now we'll ? myself



Breakdown in the shape of things to come

But I move along 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

The shape of things to come