In The Passage Lyrics - Fogelberg Dan

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 centurywe 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.