your conscience awakes and you see your mistakes
and you wish someone would buy your confession
the days miss their mark and the night gets so dark
and some kind of messages gets through to you
some kind of message shoots through
and it says to you, love when you can,
cry when you have to,
be who you must, that's a part of the plan
await your arrival with simple survival
and someday we'll all understand
RIP Dan Fogelberg, August 13, 1951 – December 16, 2007