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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