Shapes of Things (The Yardbirds)

Shapes of things before my eyes,
Just teach me to despise
Will time make men more wise?
Here within my lonely frame,
my eyes just heard my brain
But will it seem the same? 
 [bad word] Tomorrow) Will I be older?  [bad word] Tomorrow) May be a soldier [bad word] Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today?

Now the trees are almost green
But will they still be seen?
When time and tide have been
Fall into your passing hands
Please don't destroy these lands
Don't make them desert sands
 [bad word] Tomorrow) Will I be older?  [bad word] Tomorrow) May be a soldier [bad word] Tomorrow) May I be bolder than today?

Shapes of things