I knew a man who used his hands to build a home For hours a day he made what he could make Many were the reasons that he toiled away But Heaven is a hard thing to create His limbs don't work as easy as they used to His heart has become heavy by the weight of age and time So take the bottle off the shelf, but not for my health Because a man's greatest danger is himself I knew a man who loved the land he walked upon He dreamt about the future and the past Surely he was blessed with opportunity Surely Fate made sure he'd never lack No reason can be found on the surface For why a mind is mastered by a taste, a touch, a high So leave the bottle on the shelf, but not for my health Because a man's greatest danger is himself I can't deny my own obscured vision And how desperately we all need grace So leave the judgment on the shelf, but not for my health Because a man's greatest danger is himself