Forefathers. Dan Fogelberg. . They came from Scandinavia, the land of midnight sun. And crossed the North Atlantic when this century was young. They'd heard that in America every man was free.
Oil on canvas. Couplets and stanzas. To divine who you are. Pencil portrayals and. Jealous betrayals. Get you further afar.. . False faces and. Meaningless chases.
I hear the thunder. Three miles away. The island's leaking. Into the bay. The poison is spreading. The demon is free. And people are running from. What they can't even see..