The Shape Of Things To Come Slade

There's a new sun

Rising up in the sky

There's a new voice

Crying without afraid to die

Let the old one

Make believe it's blind and deaf and dumb

But nothing can change the shape of things to come

There are changes

Lying ahead on every road

There are new thoughts

Ready and waiting to explode

When tomorrow is today

The bells made all fuzz up

But nothing can change the shape of things to come

The future's coming on now sweet and strong

And no-one gonna hold it back for long

There are young dreams

Crowding out old realities

Revolutions

Sweeping in like a fresh new breeze

Let the old one

Make believe it's blind and deaf and dumb

Nothing can change the shape of things,

Nothing can change the shape of things,

Nothing can change the shape of things,

Nothing can change the shape of things,

Nothing can change the shape of things to come