Always seem to find myself on top of a mountain, dreaming of the sea.
When I get to the ocean, I miss the mountains and the evergreens.
No number of steel foundations could relieve me of my need
for all of these

So I’ll spend my days
making my way
from one to the other.
To show my love for my mother,
there is only her
there is no other.

So pack your bags,
don’t forget your flags,
remember where you came from.
Hold on tight,
never lose sight of all the battles you’ve lost
Hope against hope
that that’s not the last time you’ll stand in a rainstorm.
You’ve only one chance to get it all back,
no matter the cost.

Twelve hour plane ride, 20 tons of fuel, a talk with an old friend.
The flight was horrendous but god it feels good to see you again.
Mother sends her love, gave up her very own blood so I could see you again.

So let’s crawl back on our knees,
feed our breath to the trees.
Let us love her back, then.

So pack your bags,
don’t forget your flags,
remember where you came from.
Hold on tight,
never lose sight of all the battles you’ve lost
Hope against hope
that that’s not the last time you’ll stand in a rainstorm.
You’ve only one chance to get it all back,
no matter the cost.

One more well on a hill.
One more gulf war or spill.
One more tick on the clock.
One more sedentary man.
One more dead music program.
One more cell on the block.
Mama’s cryin again for all her derelict children,
what a disappointment we’ve been.
Mama’s cryin again for all her derelict children,
what a disappointment we’ve been.

So pack your bags,
don’t forget your flags,
remember where you came from.
Hold on tight,
never lose sight of all the battles you’ve lost
Hope against hope
that that’s not the last time you’ll stand in a rainstorm.
You’ve only one chance to get it all back,
no matter the cost.

You’ve only this chance.
Only this chance.
Only this.