D G D G
In
the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
D G A
When
the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
D G D G
There's
a dying voice within me reaching out somewhere
D G A
Toiling
in the danger and in the morals of despair.
A D
A
Don't
have the inclination to look back on any mistake
D
A
Like
Cain, I now behold this chain of events that I must break
D G D G
In
the fury of the moment I can see the master's hand
D G A G D
In
every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
D G D G
Oh,
the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
D G A
Like
criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
D G D G
The
sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
D G A
To
ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.
A D A
I
gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
D
A
And
every time I pass that way I always hear my name
D G D G
Then
onward in my journey I come to understand
D G A G D
That
every hair is numbered like every grain of sand.
break
D G D G
I
have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night
D G A
In
the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light
D G D G
In
the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space
D G A
In
the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face.
A D
A
I
hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
D
A
Sometimes
I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me
D G D G
I
am hanging in the balance of the reality of man
D G A G D
Like
every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand.
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