Austin just informed me that Dan Fogleberg had finally lost his battle with cancer. We had just listened to his beautiful Christmas song "Christ the King" during our school party today and I had asked my students if any of them knew who Dan Fogelberg was. Of course, the answer was no, and that's just too bad. There's certain artists that have inspired me over the years and whose songs are wrapped up in some of my favorite memories and Dan Fogelberg was one of those artists. Diane and Dave and probably Jon and Mary and Jo will know what I mean. It's funny though, the songs I loved best weren't his hits but the obscure ones such as "Souvenirs" or "There's a Place in the World for a Gambler" or maybe every song from the album
Home Free. And of course the one above and below.
So we're left with his beautiful lyrics as souvenirs.
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 (Chorus) And down in the canyon the smoke starts to rise It rides on the wind 'til it reaches your eyes When faced with the past the strongest man cries...cries (Repeat Chorus) 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
