Yeah maybe there will come a time when all truth will be told
Maybe there will come a time when we will not lose hold
Staring down at the canyon so dark and so deep and so cragged
I couldn't see anything but my own face looking back
Like reflections in the wading pool one layered upon onea
Feels like a vague pronouncement, but we are not done
We are not done
We found one another, two vagabonds meeting on shore
And it was heaven on heaven on heaven, but we dreamed of more
Our love was ferocious, in danger of goring itself
We hang on like rodeo champions bruised and seeking help
We're needed for dirt, they need pretty roses to grow
But I will not go, I won't go, I won't go, I won't go
The sky is so big I can hardly believe it stays up
The trees point their fingers at it saying enough is enough
The window won't close and there's a good bit of rain getting in
The spiders are taking refuge in the rafters again
I write checks to myself that I'll never be able to cash
I go swinging up soft like a big child, and that's all I can
I feel old as a newborn, as wise as a pile of dried leaves
I've walked back just about everything that I've ever believed
It isn't yet winter, though it feels about twenty below
But oh I won't go I won't go, I will not go
The ratings are way down, it's high time they canceled the show
But I won't go, I won't go, no I won't go
I'm notched in the bowstring, I fly this broken arrow
But I won't go, I won't go, no I won't go
They put pennies on my eyes, set me into the river's dark flow
I will not go I won't go, no I will not go
Won't go I won't go I won't go no I will not go