Lyrics:

He sits back in his chair
Thinking how close
Yet so far he had come
To realizing his dream

A fist thrown through the air
It strikes hard
Shatters the thoughts up there
Peace be with your spirit
You’re not in it alone
When you don’t understand just rely on the hope
Of the promises that will never, ever grow old


He sits back in his chair
Thinking how close yet so far
He had come to realizing his fear

“I almost became a monster” he claims,
It’s a good thing I didn’t listen to my nature, well maybe I did

(Chorus)

He sits back in his chair
Thinking how close yet so far
He had come to realizing his . . .