I never think of Stan without thinking of Kate Wolf,both of them gone so early.....and reflecting on what might have been.......I wish more people could hear her lovely tribute to the man "All he ever saw was you"[reminiscent,of course,of "Forty five years].....

And now the flame is out,but the light burns on
No one ever said he was bigger than his songs
So few ever knew the heart inside the man
But he gave himself away,as only poets can

He took the stories of his people,and gave them back in rhyme
But, for the pleasures of the hearth ,there was never enough time
He said one day he'd quit,and then he would come home
but there was always one more stage,always one more road

CH:
The candle's burning at both ends,it's burning in the middle
but there's no time to stop between the guitar and the fiddle
A crazy tune,a crazy time,but you know the words were true
Smiles lit their eyes,but all he ever saw was you

And the road finally claimed him,like a sailor lost at sea
Setting sail on a horizon that would not let him be
Following a star that drew him like a flame
And tho' he loved you well,it was not the same

The candle's burning........