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Here is a man with his clothes soiled with earth
It's been a long trip through strange lands
His beard is long
Eyes are tired
There is no way to find our where he is
Here is the man who looks so far away
The lips that once kisses are now split
Away from it all he still hopes to dare
Would you say he's a commander
Here is a man who kenew true tenderness
He pulls his gun in the grass with pale and trembling hands
He shows no fear
Despite the pain
Would you say he's a commander
Ever failed
No matter
Try again
Fail again
Fail better
Someone said
His face lights up
Again for a while
Then the wind blows hard on the dusty trail
Birds don't dare to sing to the southern stars
Rain does not come down to stroke the night
The river stops flowing through the black stones
While he smiles fear had never left