How much can a man really take When he's pushed himself too far? He knows that his mind is on the break And he's trying to reach that star.
How many times have I seen him fall? How many times? Too many to recall Come on home.
He left his home in search of his soul A many miles he did travel Towards the East and distant shores For the mystery of life to unravel And many wondrous sights he did see While passing through those lands But he cast a shadow deep and long Across the moving sands.
How much can a man really take When he's pushed himself too far? He knows that his mind is on the break And he's trying to reach that star.
How many times have I seen him fall? How many times? Too many to recall Come on home.
Fate was about to deal him a card From the bottom of the pack And he met his end in fair Nepal With a dagger in his back So raise up your eyes and see That angel in the sky And remember when you're searchin' for your soul You're searchin' for to die.
How much can a man really take When he's pushed himself too far? He knows that his mind is on the break And he's trying to reach that star.
How many times have I seen him fall? How many times? Too many to recall Let's go.
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