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