Every Grain Of Sand

[00:17.24] In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need

[00:26.02] When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed

[00:34.80] There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere

[00:43.84] Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair

[00:52.13] Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake

[01:01.16] Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break

[01:09.45] In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand

[01:18.23] In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand

[01:28.77] Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear

[01:37.31] Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer

[01:46.09] The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way

[01:54.63] To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay

[02:03.42] I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame

[02:11.70] And every time I pass that way I always hear my name

[02:19.99] Then onward in my journey I come to understand

[02:28.76] That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand

[03:48.34] I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night

[03:56.88] In the violence of a summer’s dream, in the chill of a wintry light

[04:05.16] In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space

[04:13.70] In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face

[04:22.23] I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea

[04:30.52] Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me

[04:38.81] I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man

[04:47.09] Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand