| Song | Every Grain of Sand |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Shot Of Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.88] | Every Grain Of Sand |
| [00:01.47] | |
| [00:18.19] | In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need |
| [00:28.95] | When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed |
| [00:38.41] | There's a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, |
| [00:43.92] | Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. |
| [00:51.78] | |
| [00:52.92] | Don't have the inclination to look back on any mistake, |
| [01:02.85] | Like cain, i now behold this chain of events that i must break. |
| [01:10.14] | In the fury of the moment i can see the master's hand |
| [01:18.63] | In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. |
| [01:27.05] | |
| [01:29.62] | Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, |
| [01:37.63] | Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. |
| [01:46.23] | The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way |
| [01:56.62] | To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. |
| [02:02.76] | |
| [02:04.11] | I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame |
| [02:12.23] | And every time i pass that way i always hear my name. |
| [02:20.93] | Then onward in my journey i come to understand |
| [02:37.31] | That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. |
| [02:38.94] | |
| [02:45.14] | solo |
| [03:33.83] | |
| [03:47.67] | |
| [03:48.69] | I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night |
| [03:57.31] | In the violence of a summer's dream, in the chill of a wintry light, |
| [04:05.45] | In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, |
| [04:14.44] | In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. |
| [04:20.11] | |
| [04:22.24] | I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea |
| [04:30.45] | Sometimes i turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me. |
| [04:38.53] | I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man |
| [04:46.83] | Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.88] | Every Grain Of Sand |
| [00:01.47] | |
| [00:18.19] | In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need |
| [00:28.95] | When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed |
| [00:38.41] | There' s a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, |
| [00:43.92] | Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. |
| [00:51.78] | |
| [00:52.92] | Don' t have the inclination to look back on any mistake, |
| [01:02.85] | Like cain, i now behold this chain of events that i must break. |
| [01:10.14] | In the fury of the moment i can see the master' s hand |
| [01:18.63] | In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. |
| [01:27.05] | |
| [01:29.62] | Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, |
| [01:37.63] | Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. |
| [01:46.23] | The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way |
| [01:56.62] | To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. |
| [02:02.76] | |
| [02:04.11] | I gaze into the doorway of temptation' s angry flame |
| [02:12.23] | And every time i pass that way i always hear my name. |
| [02:20.93] | Then onward in my journey i come to understand |
| [02:37.31] | That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. |
| [02:38.94] | |
| [02:45.14] | solo |
| [03:33.83] | |
| [03:47.67] | |
| [03:48.69] | I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night |
| [03:57.31] | In the violence of a summer' s dream, in the chill of a wintry light, |
| [04:05.45] | In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, |
| [04:14.44] | In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. |
| [04:20.11] | |
| [04:22.24] | I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea |
| [04:30.45] | Sometimes i turn, there' s someone there, other times it' s only me. |
| [04:38.53] | I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man |
| [04:46.83] | Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:00.00] | |
| [00:00.88] | Every Grain Of Sand |
| [00:01.47] | |
| [00:18.19] | In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need |
| [00:28.95] | When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed |
| [00:38.41] | There' s a dyin' voice within me reaching out somewhere, |
| [00:43.92] | Toiling in the danger and in the morals of despair. |
| [00:51.78] | |
| [00:52.92] | Don' t have the inclination to look back on any mistake, |
| [01:02.85] | Like cain, i now behold this chain of events that i must break. |
| [01:10.14] | In the fury of the moment i can see the master' s hand |
| [01:18.63] | In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand. |
| [01:27.05] | |
| [01:29.62] | Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear, |
| [01:37.63] | Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer. |
| [01:46.23] | The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way |
| [01:56.62] | To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay. |
| [02:02.76] | |
| [02:04.11] | I gaze into the doorway of temptation' s angry flame |
| [02:12.23] | And every time i pass that way i always hear my name. |
| [02:20.93] | Then onward in my journey i come to understand |
| [02:37.31] | That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand. |
| [02:38.94] | |
| [02:45.14] | solo |
| [03:33.83] | |
| [03:47.67] | |
| [03:48.69] | I have gone from rags to riches in the sorrow of the night |
| [03:57.31] | In the violence of a summer' s dream, in the chill of a wintry light, |
| [04:05.45] | In the bitter dance of loneliness fading into space, |
| [04:14.44] | In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face. |
| [04:20.11] | |
| [04:22.24] | I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea |
| [04:30.45] | Sometimes i turn, there' s someone there, other times it' s only me. |
| [04:38.53] | I am hanging in the balance of the reality of man |
| [04:46.83] | Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand. |