Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

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

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

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

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

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

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