He said he s falling to pieces Fighting the boy and the man Over his shoulder there was freedom But consciousness has tied his hands Embodied youth was his distinction Now inhibition s in demand So driven by his fear of weakness That s his key to understand So far in a distant land There s a fight between boy and man See the light through the open door Sit and watch as the young grow old Trading places in the circle Turn the glass
spill the sand They say that time can make the difference But age doesn t make you a man So far in a distant land There s a fight between boy and man See the light through the open door Sit and watch as the young grow old So young but overblown So young but overblown So young but overblown Take a look now
see the boy is weakened Watch him fade
watch him fade away Take a bow and the boy is defeated Is this the way
this the way? So far in a distant land There s a fight between boy and man See the light through the open door Sit and watch as the young grow old |
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