Luyện nghe bài hát In The Passage

There's a ring around the tonight
And a in the air
And a fire in the that hang
So near, so

There's a sound in the wind blows
Through the wild mountain
Like the sighs of a crying
Souls, crying

There's a time when the traveler is fated to
That insight has turned his gaze behind,
And the steps taken yesterday beckon again
And lead to his weary journey's end, his end

In the passage from the to the grave
We are born, dancing
Rushing headlong through the of the days
We run on and on a backwards glance
We run on and on without a backwards

But I cast my fate with the of lot
I my gaze around
Knowing neither what I
Nor what was to be

Heeding weakness, feeding
Our life at is frail
I seek again the source
Through dark shadowed veil

In the fast century
As we spin through the
I pray that our vision
Clears, our clears

And in the from the cradle to the grave
We are born, dancing
Rushing headlong the crashing of the days
We run on and on a backwards glance
We run on and on without a glance

The places dash and the faces
fishes in a dream
Hiding the murky banks
Of long forgotten

The lines of are never long
When seen end to end
'Cause the future's never
And the past has been

There's a ring the moon tonight
And a in the air
And a in the stars that hang
So near, so