Luyện nghe bài hát Every Grain of Sand

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my need
When the pool of tears 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
Like cain, I now behold this chain of that I must break
In the fury of the moment I can see the master's
In every that trembles and in every grain of sand

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

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's flame
And every time I pass way, I always hear my name
Then in my journey, I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of

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

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