Dan Fogelberg - In The Passage Lyrics
Theres a ring around the moonTonightAnd a chill in the airAnd a fire in the stars thatHang -- so near;So near.Theres a sound in the wind thatBlowsThrough the wild mountain holdsLike the sighs of a thousand cryingSouls;Crying souls --Theres a time when the travellerIs fated to findThat insight has turned his gazeBehind -- behindAnd the steps taken yesterdayWill beckon againAnd lead to his weary journeysEnd -- journeys end.And in the passageFrom the cradle to the graveWe are born, madly dancingRushing headlong through theCrashing of the daysWe run on and onWithout a backwards glanceWe run on and onWithout a backwards glance.But I cast my fate with theWife of lotI turned my gaze aroundKnowing neither what was soughtNor what was to be foundHeeding weakness, feedingStrengthLife at length is frailI seek again the rivers sourceThrough times dark shadowed veil.In the fast fading century as we spin through the yearsI pray that our failing visionClears -- our vision clears.And in the passageFrom the cradle to the graveWe are born, madly dancingRushing headlong through theCrashing of the daysWe run on and onWithout a backwards glanceWe run on and onWithout a backwards glance.The places dash and the facesDartLike fishes in a dreamHiding neath the murky banksOf long forgotten streamsThe lines of life are never longWhen seen from end to endThe futures never comingAnd the past has never been.Theres a ring around the moonTonightAnd a chill in the airAnd a fire in the stars thatHang -- so near;So near.
