In The Passage Lyrics

Dan Fogelberg In The Passage

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.