Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

In the time of my confession, in the of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet, flood every newborn
a dyin' voice within me, reaching out somewhere
Toiling in the and in the morals 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 and in every grain of sand

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the of yesteryear
criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to the way
To the pain 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
Then onward in my journey, I to understand
That every hair is numbered 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 of a wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness fading space
In the broken mirror of on each forgotten 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 hanging in the balance of a perfect finished
Like sparrow falling, like every grain of sand