How Much Can a Man Really Take?
Capaldi
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.
Oh yeah, come on home, come on home
Got to get on home ...
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.
Oh yeah, come on home, come on home
Got to get on home ...
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Writer(s): James Nicola Capaldi
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