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