clique para tocar Fechar
The Tallest Man On Earth
every grain of sand
In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest needWhen 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 I have to break
And onward in my journey I come to understand
Every hair is numbered like every grain of sand