Those simple things that you passed down
You held them close in your past now
An envelope yellow with sunlight
You spread the contents neatly down upon your bedside
A bed and slippered night or two
A name badge from some job you used to do
A lifetime spread before your eyes
Kneel and you pray in a door in the sky
Please tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Please tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Yeah, won't you tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Tell me
Your frame of mind ever grind to a halt?
I couldn't fault
You take life with a pinch of salt
The noisy neighbors
The mixers and the laborers
Have lay down their tools
For the hands of Absolom
Raise an eruption [?]
Smash and reduction [?]
Catches your eye
Sets you up for the night
And you're gone floating from my sight
I tell them all
It give me such a fright
That's no lie. That's no lie
Please tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Please tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Yeah, won't you tell me what son makes you more than just a man
Tell me what makes you more than just a man
Well, tell me, tell me what makes you more than just a man
Yeah, just a man Yeah, just a man
Tell me what makes you more than just a man
What makes you more than just a man
What sets you apart from the crowd kid?
What makes you more, what makes you more than just a man?
Be brave or be enslaved
Be brave or be enslaved
Be brave or be enslaved
Be brave or be enslaved
What makes you more than just a man?
What is your plan?
