Dan Folgelberg Dead

Only 56. I saw him in concert in 1983 with my college roomates.

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Oh wow, I always loved him.

One of my favorite holiday songs.

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Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried.

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totalled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged.

We went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie.

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw
Doubt or gratitude.

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how.

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another auld lang syne...

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away.

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain --

Just for a moment I was back at school

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Stunned, edgar. My son loved him as do I.

For you, Dan

Song Of The Sea Lyrics by Dan Fogelberg

Song Of The Sea

Broken clouds along the blue horizon
The sun is setting and the wind is dying down
Outward bound, there is music all around
Can you hear it, its the song of the sea

Soundings taken at the edge of darkness
The widest silences the heart can ever hear
You can steer to the stars along your lee
Set you bearings to the, the song of the sea

Oh and the song is as ancient as the days
And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry you away, so far away

Trim my sails to greet the breaking morning
Past the headlands to the rolling open sea
And it comes to me, I have never felt so free
As when Im listening to the, the song of the sea

Oh and the song is as ancient as the days
And the winds upon the waves
Let it carry me away, so far away

Some were meant to watch the world from windows
And never look beyond the road beneath their feet
But for me, I was always meant to be
One forever chasing the song of the sea

The song of the sea
The song of the sea

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I always thought that prostate cancer was a disease of men in their 70's or so. Over time, I am hearing of more and more younger guys getting it. It is probably much more serious with younger men, because I would expect that they don't get tested until things go obviously awry.................and then it may be too late, as in the case of Dan Fogelberg.

Guys................Get your P.S.A. tested now, and do it yearly. It may save your life!!!!

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One of my favorites:

Only The Heart May Know

Silent sea, tell this to me
Where are the children that we used to be
(Silent sea): At picture shows where nobody goes and only the heart can see
Starry skies, soft lullabies
Where do they go when their melody dies
(Starry skies): To a day, far, far away, that only the heart may know
(Chorus)
Friends we knew follow us through all of the days of our lives
Love we shared waits for us there where our wishes forever reside
Falling tears, memories' mirrors Where are the summers, oh, where are the years
(Falling tears): Carried far to a wandering star that only the heart may know
(Chorus)
Starry skies, soft lullabies
Where do they go when their melody dies
To a day, far, far away, that only the heart may know
That only the heart may know

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Like Willie Nelson and Debby Harry, a great singer with a horrible voice. I'll miss him.

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Roger said:

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Like Willie Nelson and Debby Harry, a great singer with a horrible voice. I'll miss him

Yeah, my big brother's room was right below mine and when I was fifteen/sixteen/seventeen I was crazy about Dan Fogelberg- (you know that sensitive girl teen angst thing), so I used to lift the arm on my turntable so that captured angel or souvenirs would play over and over again while I went to sleep and my brother would say, "Jeez- if I have to hear that guy sing one more song one more time..."

But I loved him- his music meant alot to me. And I still think that the violin/piano piece (Aspen) at the beginning of Captured Angel is one of the most beautiful and plaintive melodies I've ever heard.

My favorite song by him:

Souvenirs

Here is a poem
That my lady sent down
Some morning while
I was away.
Wrote on the back of
A leaf that she found
Somewhere around Monterey.

And here is the key
To a house far away
Where I used to live
As a child.
They tore down the building
When I moved away
And left the key unreconciled.

And down in the canyon
The smoke starts to rise.
It rides on the wind
Till it reaches your eyes.
When faced with the past
The strongest man cries...cries.

And down in the canyon
The smoke starts to rise.
It rides on the wind
Till it reaches your eyes.
When faced with the past
The strongest man cries...cries.

And here is a sunrise
To set on your sill.
The ghosts of the dawn
Moving near.
They pass through your sorrow
And leave you quite still...
Sitting among souvenirs.

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The Power of Gold

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The story is told of the
Power of gold
And its lure on the unsuspecting
It glitters and shines
It badgers and blinds
And constantly needs protecting.

Balance the cost of the soul you lost
With the dreams you lightly sold
Are you under
The power of gold?

The letters and calls
Got you climbing the walls
And everyone wants a favor
They beg to remind you
Of times left behind you
But you know the past is a loser.

The face you're wearing is different now
And the days run hot and cold
Are you under
The power of gold?

You're a creature of habit
Run like a rabbit
Scared of a fear you can't name
Your own paranoia
Is looming before you
But nobody thinks that
It's a game.

Balance the cost of the soul you lost
With the dreams you lightly sold
Then tell me
That you're free
Of the power of gold.

The women are lovely
The wine is superb
But there's something about the song
That disturbs you...

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