Lyrics

[Verse 1] In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pools of tears beneath my feet floods every newborn seed There's a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere Toiling in the danger and the morals of despair [Verse 2] 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 tremblеs, in every grain of sand [Verse 3] Oh, the flowеrs of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer The sun beams down upon the steps of time to light the way To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay [Verse 4] I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame And every time I pass that way I'll always hear my name Then onward on my journey I come to understand That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand [Verse 5] 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 wintery light In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face [Verse 6] 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