Every Grain Of Sand
Written by: Bob Dylan
Times Played 1
First Played 11-26-2005
Last Played 11-26-2005
Lyrics:
- In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
- When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
- There’s a dyin’ voice within me reaching out somewhere
- Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair
- Don’t have the inclination to look back on any mistake
- Like Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
- In the fury of the moment I can see the Master’s hand
- In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand
- Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
- Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
- The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
- To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay
- I gaze into the doorway of temptation’s angry flame
- And every time I pass that way I always hear my name
- Then onward in my journey I come to understand
- That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand
- I have 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 light
- In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space
- In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face
- I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
- Sometimes I turn, there’s someone there, other times it’s only me
- I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
- Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand