In The Passage lyrics - Dan Fogelberg

There's a ring around the moon tonight
And a chill in the air
And a fire in the stars that
hang - so near; so near.

There's a sound in the wind that blows
Through the wild mountain holds
Like the sighs of a thousand crying souls;
Crying souls -

There's a time when the traveller is fated to find
That insight has turned his gaze behind - behind
And the steps taken yesterday
Will beckon again
And lead to his weary journey's end - journey's end.

And in the passage
From the cradle to the grave
We are born, madly dancing
Rushing headlong through the crashing of the days
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance.

But I cast my fate with the wife of Lot
I turned my gaze around
Knowing neither what was sought nor what was to be found
Heeding weakness, feeding strength
Life at length is frail
I seek again the river's source
through time's dark shadowed veil.

In the fast fading century as we spin through the years
I pray that our failing vision clears - our vision clears.

And in the passage
From the cradle to the grave
We are born, madly dancing
Rushing headlong through the crashing of the days
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance
We run on and on
Without a backwards glance.

The places dash and the faces dart
Like fishes in a dream
Hiding 'neath the murky banks
of long forgotten streams
The lines of life are never long
when seen from end to end
The future's never coming
and the past has never been.

There's a ring around the moon tonight
And a chill in the air
And a fire in the stars that
hang - so near; so near.