i wouldn't let it go

i was just a boy

a rough and restless child

all skin and bones and thistles

a tough weed growing wild

someday i'd be an astronaut

and make my way up to mars

but i was like a monkey

with my hand stuck in a jar

i was holding on to something

that i couldn't make my own

at times it seemed so hopeless

but i wouldn't let it go

no i wouldn't let it go

no i would not let it go

once i took a penny

placed it on the track

when the freight train flattened it

i couldn't change it back

i was never lost

in my little town

but i remember hoping

that someday i'd be found