Life at length is frail
I seek again the river's source
through time's dark shadowed veil.
In the fast fading century
we spin through the years
I pray that our failing vision
clears -- our vision clears.
And in the passage
From the cradle to the grave
We are born, madly dancing
Rushing headlong through the
crashing of the days
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance.
"In the Passage"
--Dan Fogelberg
Dan died this morning, December 16th, 2007, after battling prostate cancer for several years. Thank you for the many years of music, poetry and inspiration. You'll be missed.
