One More Try

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, one page, one pen Let’s get to it [Verse 1] Bus pass bent in the pocket of my coat Rain on the sleeve, still I kept every note Kitchen clock clicked while the kettle took its time I was sketching out a route with a borrowed pencil line Mara said, “You talk big, but the rent’s due Friday” I said, “Fair,” then I worked through the night till the gray First check went straight to the cracked front door Next one put a little food in the drawer No shortcut, no handshake, no lucky break Just a stack of small promises I didn’t forsake Now the same old block got my name in the air I still nod to the neighbor who said I’d get there [Chorus] I made a way from the little I had Turned one good page when the week went bad Step by step, with my chin held high If the door stayed shut, I learned why I made a way, didn’t wait for a sign Kept my word, put the work in line When they ask how I got this far Tell ’em: one more try, one more start [Verse 2] Now the young ones wait where the court lines fade I tell ’em, “Keep your own count, don’t copy my play” There’s a lunchbox packed by the chair downstairs And a note from my sister: “You still owe me pears” I bring two bags back, let her laugh at the debt She says, “You got a long way to go,” I say, “Bet” ’Cause success isn’t a room with a lock and a view It’s a table with a place when there’s one more to pull through It’s the calm in your chest when the hard call comes It’s the hands you can hold when the long day’s done I don’t dress up the road or pretend it was clean I just show every mile in the seams of the jeans [Chorus] I made a way from the little I had Turned one good page when the week went bad Step by step, with my chin held high If the door stayed shut, I learned why I made a way, didn’t wait for a sign Kept my word, put the work in line When they ask how I got this far Tell ’em: one more try, one more start [Bridge] If your hands shake, take the next small step If your plans change, keep the promise you kept You don’t need the whole map laid out in your hand Just enough nerve to begin where you stand [Final Chorus] I made a way from the little I had Turned one good page when the week went bad Step by step, with my chin held high If the door stayed shut, I learned why I made a way, now there’s room at the side Pull up a chair, let the whole crew inside When they ask how we got this far Tell ’em: one more try, one more start [Outro] One more try, one more start That’s how you make a way