In the Passage is played on piano, so to emulate the sound on guitar, I recommend fingerpicking.
I won't be covering the solos or the fingerpicking patterns, but they're fairly
easy to figure out if you know the chords.
INTRO: C Bb C Bb C Bb C Bb F Am G
[C]There's a ring around the [Bb]moon tonight
[C]and a chill in the [Bb]air
[C]And a fire in the [Bb]stars that hang s[C-F]o near, so [Am]near[G]
[C]There's a sound in the [Bb]wind that blows [C]through the wild mountain [Bb]holds
[C]Like the sighs of a [Bb]thousand cryi[C]ng s[F]ouls, crying s[Am]ouls[G]
Fill: F G
There's a time when the traveler 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, his journey's end
(Chorus)
[F]And in the [G]passage from the [Em]cradle to the [Am-G]grave
[F]we are [G]born, madly [Em]danci[Am-G]ng
[F]Rushing [G]headlong through the [Em]crashing of the [Am]days
We run [Bb]on and on [F]without a backwards [G]glance
We run [Bb]on and on [F]without a backwards [G]glance
[Am]I cast my fate with the [G]wife of Lot I t[Am]urned my g[Em]aze a[Am]round
[Am]Knowing neither [G]what I sought nor [F]what was to be found[G]
[Am]Heeding weakness, [G]feeding strength, oh [Am]life at [Em]length is [Am]frail
I [Am]seek again the [G]river's source through [F]time's dark shadowed veil
SOLO: C Bb C Bb C Bb F Am G
In the fast fading century, as we spin through the years
I pray that our failing vision clears, our vision clears
(Chorus)
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
I won't be covering the solos or the fingerpicking patterns, but they're fairly
easy to figure out if you know the chords.
INTRO: C Bb C Bb C Bb C Bb F Am G
[C]There's a ring around the [Bb]moon tonight
[C]and a chill in the [Bb]air
[C]And a fire in the [Bb]stars that hang s[C-F]o near, so [Am]near[G]
[C]There's a sound in the [Bb]wind that blows [C]through the wild mountain [Bb]holds
[C]Like the sighs of a [Bb]thousand cryi[C]ng s[F]ouls, crying s[Am]ouls[G]
Fill: F G
There's a time when the traveler 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, his journey's end
(Chorus)
[F]And in the [G]passage from the [Em]cradle to the [Am-G]grave
[F]we are [G]born, madly [Em]danci[Am-G]ng
[F]Rushing [G]headlong through the [Em]crashing of the [Am]days
We run [Bb]on and on [F]without a backwards [G]glance
We run [Bb]on and on [F]without a backwards [G]glance
[Am]I cast my fate with the [G]wife of Lot I t[Am]urned my g[Em]aze a[Am]round
[Am]Knowing neither [G]what I sought nor [F]what was to be found[G]
[Am]Heeding weakness, [G]feeding strength, oh [Am]life at [Em]length is [Am]frail
I [Am]seek again the [G]river's source through [F]time's dark shadowed veil
SOLO: C Bb C Bb C Bb F Am G
In the fast fading century, as we spin through the years
I pray that our failing vision clears, our vision clears
(Chorus)
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