The Innocent Age

Capture the moment, carry the day

Stay with the chase as long as you may

Follow the dreamer, the fool and the sage

Back to the days of the innocent age

Storybook endings never appear

They're just someone's way of leading us here

Waiting for wisdom to open the cage

We forged in the fires of the innocent age

Back at the start it was easy to see

No one to own to, nowhere to be

Deep in the heart lands a dear memory

Calls to me

Our fretful horizons and worrisome skies

Tearful misgivings still burning your eyes

Yearnings unanswered, reckon the wage

We pay to recapture the innocent age

―Dan Fogelberg