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