He said he's falling to pieces
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Fighting the boy and the man
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Over his shoulder there was freedom
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But consciousness has tied his hands
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Embodied youth was his distinction
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Now inhibition's in demand
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So driven by his fear of weakness
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That's his key to understand
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So far in a distant land
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There's a fight between boy and man
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See the light through the open door
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Sit and watch as the young grow old
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Trading places in the circle
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Turn the glass, spill the sand
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They say that time can make the difference
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But age doesn't make you a man
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So far in a distant land
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There's a fight between boy and man
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See the light through the open door
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Sit and watch as the young grow old
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So young but overblown
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So young but overblown
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So young but overblown
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Take a look now, see the boy is weakened
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Watch him fade, watch him fade away
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Take a bow and the boy is defeated
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Is this the way, this the way?
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So far in a distant land
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There's a fight between boy and man
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See the light through the open door
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Sit and watch as the young grow old
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Young Grow Old
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| Creed |
