Every Grain of Sand Bob Dylan
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In the
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hour of my deepest G
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pool of tears beG
neath my feetA
flood every Asus4
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every A7sus4
grain of D
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time to light the G
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of decay.I
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every hair is G
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every A7sus4
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I have
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gone from rags to G
richesin the
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sorrow of the G
nightIn the
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violence of a G
summer's dream,in the
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chill of a A7sus4
wintry A7
light,In the
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bitter dance of G
lonelinessf
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ading into sG
pace,In the
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broken mirror of G
innocenceon
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each forgA7sus4
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hear the ancient A7
footstepslike the
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motion of the A
seaSome
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times I turn, there's A7
someone there,other
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times it's only A
me. G
I am
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hanging in the G
balanceof the
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reality of G
manLike
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every sparrow G
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every A7sus4
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