Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood newborn seed
a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere,
Toiling in the danger and in the of despair.

Don't have the inclination to look on any mistake,
Like cain, I now this chain of events that I must break.
In the of the moment I can see the master's hand
In leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of and good cheer.
The sun down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of and the memory of decay.

I into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I hear my name.
Then onward in my journey I come to
That every hair is like every grain of sand.

I have gone from to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a dream, in the chill of a wintry light,
In the bitter of loneliness fading into space,
In the broken of innocence on each forgotten face.

I hear the ancient like the motion of the sea
I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
I am in the balance of the reality of man
Like every falling, like every grain of sand.