Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my need
the pool of tears beneath my feet, flood every newborn seed
There's a dyin' voice within me, out somewhere
Toiling in the and in the morals of despair

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

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the of yesteryear
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good
The sun beat down upon the of time to light the way
To ease the of idleness and the memory of decay

I gaze into the doorway of angry flame
And every time I pass that way, I hear my name
onward in my journey, I come to understand
That every is numbered like every grain of sand

I gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a light
In the dance of loneliness fading into space
In the broken of innocence on each forgotten face

I hear the ancient footsteps the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, times it's only me
I am hanging in the of a perfect finished plan
every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand