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                         Bb          
There's a ring around the moon tonight 

C                  Bb
and a chill in the air
C                 Bb               C-F        Am   G
And a fire in the stars that hang so near, so near

C                      Bb              C                         Bb
There's a sound in the wind that blows through the wild mountain holds

C                   Bb           C   F             Am  G
Like the sighs of a thousand crying souls, crying souls

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          G                Em            Am-G  
And in the passage from the cradle to the grave 
F      G           Em   Am-G
we are born, madly dancing
F       G                    Em              Am
Rushing headlong through the crashing of the days
       Bb        F                   G
We run on and on without a backwards glance
       Bb        F                   G
We run on and on without a backwards glance

Am                      G              Am        Em   Am
I cast my fate with the wife of Lot I turned my gaze around
Am              G                 F                    G
Knowing neither what I sought nor what was to be found
Am                G                    Am      Em        Am
Heeding weakness, feeding strength, oh life at length is frail
  Am             G                      F                      
I seek again the river's source through 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