| Song | The Pass |
| Artist | Rush |
| Album | Rush in Rio [live] |
| 作词 : Lee, Lifeson, Peart | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| Proud swagger out of the schoolyard | |
| Waiting for the world's applause | |
| Rebel without a conscience | |
| Martyr without a cause | |
| Static on your frequency | |
| Electrical storm in your veins | |
| Raging at unreachable glory | |
| Straining at invisible chains | |
| And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge | |
| Staring down into a heartless sea | |
| Can't face life on a razor's edge | |
| Nothing's what you thought it would be | |
| All of us get lost in the darkness | |
| Dreamers learn to steer by the stars | |
| All of us do time in the gutter | |
| Dreamers turn to look at the cars | |
| Turn around and turn around and turn around | |
| Turn around and walk the razor's edge | |
| Don't turn your back | |
| And slam the door on me | |
| It's not as if this barricade | |
| Blocks the only road | |
| It's not as if you're all alone | |
| In wanting to explode | |
| Someone set a bad example | |
| Made surrender seem all right | |
| The act of a noble warrior | |
| Who lost the will to fight | |
| And now you're trembling on a rocky ledge | |
| Staring down into a heartless sea | |
| Done with life on a razor's edge | |
| Nothing's what you thought it would be | |
| No hero in your tragedy | |
| No daring in your escape | |
| No salutes for your surrender | |
| Nothing noble in your fate | |
| Christ, what have you done? |
| zuò cí : Lee, Lifeson, Peart | |
| Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson | |
| Proud swagger out of the schoolyard | |
| Waiting for the world' s applause | |
| Rebel without a conscience | |
| Martyr without a cause | |
| Static on your frequency | |
| Electrical storm in your veins | |
| Raging at unreachable glory | |
| Straining at invisible chains | |
| And now you' re trembling on a rocky ledge | |
| Staring down into a heartless sea | |
| Can' t face life on a razor' s edge | |
| Nothing' s what you thought it would be | |
| All of us get lost in the darkness | |
| Dreamers learn to steer by the stars | |
| All of us do time in the gutter | |
| Dreamers turn to look at the cars | |
| Turn around and turn around and turn around | |
| Turn around and walk the razor' s edge | |
| Don' t turn your back | |
| And slam the door on me | |
| It' s not as if this barricade | |
| Blocks the only road | |
| It' s not as if you' re all alone | |
| In wanting to explode | |
| Someone set a bad example | |
| Made surrender seem all right | |
| The act of a noble warrior | |
| Who lost the will to fight | |
| And now you' re trembling on a rocky ledge | |
| Staring down into a heartless sea | |
| Done with life on a razor' s edge | |
| Nothing' s what you thought it would be | |
| No hero in your tragedy | |
| No daring in your escape | |
| No salutes for your surrender | |
| Nothing noble in your fate | |
| Christ, what have you done? |