Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

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

Don't have the inclination to look back on any
Like Cain, I now behold chain of events that I must break
In the of the moment, I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles and in every of sand

Ooh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of and good cheer
The sun beat down upon the steps of to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of

I gaze the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I that way, I always hear my name
onward in my journey, I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every 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 wintry
In the dance of loneliness fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten

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