He said it's fallin' to pieces
Fighting the boy, and the man
Over his shoulder, there was freedom,
But consciousness has tied his hands

Am I at youth
Once his distinction
Now consciousness has tied hands

I said I'm not afraid of weakness
And that's the key to understand

So far in a distant land
No one thinks that the young man can

See the light through the open door
Sit and watch, as the young grow old

Watching the people in the circle
Watching the glass spill the sand

I said are you afraid of weakness
Well that's your key to understand

So far in a distant land
No one thinks that the young man can
See the light through the open door
Sit and watch, as the young grow old

So young grow old
So young grow old

So young grow older

Take 'em now, see the boy is free, yeah(?)
What to be, what to be

Take 'em now, she leans on weak, yeah(??)
Is this the way, this the way?

So far in a distant land
No one thinks that the young man can

See the light through the open door
Sit and watch, as the young grow old