Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Young Grow Old by Creed



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

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