Room for One More

Hey, mom, it's been a while,...
I miss your laugh and I miss your smile.
And I was just wondering if there's room for one more
Down there in the dark and cold...

Because I'm sick of trying,
And I'm sick of failing,...
And still that big fat medicine boat keeps sailing.
We don't know what to do, so we all just do
Whatever it is we know.
And it gets so old.

It gets so old.

Try and try and try again,
Make the most of what you can,
And if, at last, you don't succeed,...

Oh!

Hey, mom, I did my best
To honor my oath and hold back all this death.
I didn't give up! No, I just wasn't good enough.

So let it come wash over us!
Cut right through our time, and grind our homes to dust!
If this is the end, you won't see me waving my hands.

My useless hands!

Try and try and try again,
Make the most of what you can,
And if, at last, you don't succeed,...

Oh!
Go home.
And let it come.