Interpret:

Dan Fogelberg

Album:

The Wild Places

Up through the branches
The stars shine above 
On the arroyos 
And mesas you loved 
And as the moon rises
The black mountain mourns 
For the old friend
He'll look on no more 


Jacks-In-The-Pulpit
Bones in the sky 
Long winding rivers
That never ran dry 
And the secrets she gathered
From the wild blowing sands 
Breathed in her heart
And her hands 


I sing to your spirit
Where all my dreams dwell 
The vision, the freedom
The life lived so well 
And I sing in your canyons
And the echoes ring clear 
And I wish somehow
You may still hear