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Release Date - September 1975, Full Moon/Epic Records.
Producer - Dan Fogelberg for Full Moon Productions.
Tracks (click song title for lyrics)

  1. Aspen
  2. These Days
  3. Comes And Goes
  4. Captured Angel
  5. Old Tennessee
  1. Next Time
  2. Man In The Mirror
  3. Below The Surface
  4. Crow
  5. The Last Nail

All compositions by Dan Fogelberg, copyright 1975 by Hickory Grove Music -- ASCAP

Personnel - Dan Fogelberg played all guitars, keyboards, bass, percussion, banjo, arp, and vocals except: These Days (Russ Kunkel - drums); Comes And Goes (Russ Kunkel - percussion); Captured Angel (Norbert Putnam - bass, Russ Kunkel - drums); Old Tennessee (Russ Kunkel - drums, Norbert Putnam - bass); Next Time (Russ Kunkel - drums, Norbert Putnam - bass, Al Perkins - pedal steel); Man In The Mirror (Russ Kunkel - drums); Below The Surface (Russ Kunkel - drums); Crow (David Lindley - fiddle); The Last Nail (Russ Kunkel - drums). Also, Glen Spreen did the string arrangements on Aspen, Next Time, and The Last Nail.

Certified - Platinum
Recorded at - Golden Voice Studios, South Pekin, Illinois; Caribou Ranch, Nederland, Colorado; Record Plant, Los Angeles, California; Record Plant, Sausalito, California
Cover Painting - Dan Fogelberg
Photographs - Henry Diltz
Album Design - Ron Coro
Notes - This album was originally released as a quadraphonic (as opposed to stereo) album.

Lyrics

Aspen
(instrumental)

These Days

I used to think of myself as a soldier
Holding his own against impossible odds
Badly outnumbered and caught in a crossfire of devils and gods.

All I ever wanted to be was free
All I ever wanted to see was within my eyes to see
Oh, but, these days
Are just like you and me
These days
Are just like you and me.

You used to be something I could believe in
How could you let me forsake myself so,
You used to think of your life as a riddle with no answer known.

All you ever wanted to be was free
All you ever looked for was what was within your sights to see
Oh, but, these days
Are just like you and me
These days
Are just like you and me

We used to live like there was no tomorrow
Tasting our trials a day at a time
Laughing at sorrow and crying for justice such innocent crimes.

All we ever wanted to be was free
All we ever looked for was what was within our eyes to see
Oh, but, these days
Are just like you and me
These days are just like you and me
Just like you and me.
You know they're just like you and me.

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Comes And Goes

The woman's like the night
She comes and goes
She breaks my heart each day
And never knows,
And the time I spend in sorrow
Will match the time I live
And the time that's left is
All I have to give.

The woman's like an ivy on a pole
She wraps her twisted love around my soul
There will come a sudden winter
When she'll seek the warmth of day
And there'll come a time when she will come to stay.

The woman's like the tide
She comes and goes
She knows the things that I can just suppose.
And the time I spend in sorrow
Will match the time that she laughs
And the songs I sing cannot explain but half.

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Captured Angel

Found your heart
And lost your lover
Lick your wounds
And run for cover.

Take your time
There'll be another
And don't make the same mistake twice
Unless you can pay the price.

All the years
You spent in growing
End up one more
Line you're towing
Don't look know
Your age is showing
And its much too late
To turn back
You better pull in the slack.

Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it.

Sold your dreams
For sweet salvation
Left with righteous indignation
Now it seems that you face starvation
And nourishment doesn't come cheap
You better go back to sleep.

Captured Angel
Aching to make your break
Your freedom's at stake
You better fly now...
Fly now, fly now
While your wings are still young
Your cage door's been flung
Wide open...
And I'm hoping you see
That there's a place beside me
If you ever need it.

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Old Tennessee

End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the Winter.
Yellows and grays
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
You're coming home.

Woke up one morning
The wind through the window
Reminded me Winter
Was just 'round the bend.
Somehow I just didn't
See it was coming
It took me by surprise again.

And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be.
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee...
Wishing you'd come home to me.

Life here is easy
I'm sure you recall
How it's so warm and breezy
In the Summer and the Fall.
But Winter's upon me
And I've got no heat here
And I miss your fire so sweet, Dear
I miss your fire so sweet.

And I hear you're in San Francisco
Living with your sister who's a mother to be.
And her husband's way down in Georgia
And I'm still in old Tennessee...
Wishing you'd come home to me.

End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the Winter.
Yellows and gray
Paint the sad skies today
And I wonder when
You're coming home
I wonder when you're coming home.

Back

Next Time

One too many days
I've felt forgotten
And one too many nights
I've slept alone.
And every time I watch the fruit turn rotten
I tell myself I'll try a little harder
Next time.

Sacred are the ties
That love entrusts us
Even if they fray
Before they bind
And I'm afraid I never
Did you justice
So I'm going to feel my
Love a little stronger
Make it last a little longer
Next time.

(Chorus)

Next time
I ain't gonna fall on my knees
And come out of love emptyhanded.
But next time I'll be even harder to please
When will the next time be?

(Repeat Chorus)

One too many days
I've felt forgotten
And one too many nights I've slept alone.
And every time I watch the fruit turn rotten
I tell myself I'll try a little harder
Play my cards a little smarter
Next time.
wo-hoh-NEXT TIME

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Man in the Mirror

The man in the mirror
He keeps getting nearer
But I am not moving
The man in the backstreet
Is holding a trackmeet
But I will not run.

Someplace inside you a
Seed has been born
You've got to watch it grow
Someplace inside you
A river is waiting to flow
Will you let it go?

Those voices you're hearing
Are never worth fearing
They're only inside you
They'll tempt you and taunt you
They'll help you and haunt you
But don't try to hide.

Sometimes the sun will be
Right at your shoulder
Helping you keep your stride
Sometimes you might have to give up
A piece of your pride
Have you even tried?

The man in the mirror
He keeps getting nearer
But I am not moving
The man in the backstreet
Is holding a trackmeet
But I will not run.

Someplace inside you a
Seed has been born
You've got to watch it grow
Someplace inside you
A river is waiting to flow
Will you let it go?

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Below The Surface

Some people tell you
They're trapped in the distance
And can't get what
They want most.
They throw a wall
And then call for assistance
And make no attempt to get close.

Oh, I think you should know
You've got to go slow
Below the surface
And easy through the waves.
Slow below the surface
And easy through the waves.

You're running so fast
That you can't find the past
And your future is wearing thin
Come from behind
It's a matter of time
'Til you see where you've always been

Oh, I think you should know
You've got to go slow
Below the surface
And easy through the waves
Slow below the surface
And easy through the waves.

Some people tell you they're in trapped in the distance
And can't get what they want most
They throw up a wall and then
Call for assistance
And make no attempt to get close.

Oh, I think you should know
You've got to go slow
Below the surface
And easy through the waves
Slow below the surface
And easy through the waves.
You know that your
Life must have a purpose
You better make a stand
While you still can.

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Crow

Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road
I heard your song, crow, for the first time.
Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low
Made me feel as I was running from a crime.
Made me feel as I was running from a crime.

Some say she died of drowning in the river deep
Some say she died of a sudden start
Some say they found her swinging from my old man's tree
And some folks say she died of a broken heart.
And some folks say she died of a broken heart.

I can't believe they would pay men just to hunt me down
But silver coins to each one do they give
And by now there's a gallows standing in the town
And I wonder how much more I have to live
And I wonder how much more I have to live.

Somewhere on a lonely muddy country road
I heard your song, crow, for the last time.
Somewhere in the distance wicked, black and low
Made me feel as I was running from a crime
Made me feel as I was running...
from a crime.

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The Last Nail

I saw you running
Ahead of the crowd
I chased but never thought
I'd catch you.
You said you loved me
But you had to be free
And I let you.
Why did I let you?

We walked together
Through the gardens and graves
I watched you grow
To be a woman.
Living on promises
That nobody gave
To no one.
They were given to no one.

I started listening
To the wind and the rain.
You strained your ears
But could hear nothing.
One night I thought
I heard them
Whisper my name.
And I went running.

I left a trail of footprints
Deep in the snow
I swore one day
I would retrace them.
But when I turned around
I found that the wind
Had erased them.
Now I'll never replace them.

Fly away, my sweet bird over the land
Take life for all the freedom you can
But if you ever should need a man
Well, the offer still stands.

I hear you've taken on a husband and child
and live somewhere in Pennsylvania
I never thought you'd ever sever the string
But I can't blame you none.
So let the ashes fall
And lay where they will
Just say that once
You used to know me.

One last time sing that old song
We used to know
But this time sing
A little more slowly.

Fly away, my sweet bird over the land
Take life for all the freedom you can
But if you ever should need a man
Well, the offer still stands.

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