Every Grain of Sand (demo – 1980) - Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan - The Best of The Bootleg Series - Every Grain of Sand (demo – 1980)

01.	Up to Me (take 1)
02.	Blind Willie McTell (studio outtake – 1983)
03.	Baby, Let Me Follow You Down (live at Royal Albert Hall, London, UK – May 26, 1966)
04.	Maggie’s Farm (live at Newport Folk Festival, Newport, RI – July 1965)
05.	The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar (live at the Warfield Theatre, San Francisco, CA – November 13, 1979)
06.	Dink’s Song
07.	Pretty Saro (unreleased from “Self Portrait” sessions)
08.	Mama, You Been on My Mind (studio outtake – 1964)
09.	Mississippi (outtake from “Time Out of Mind” sessions)
10.	Visions of Johanna (take 5, rehearsal)
11.	Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues (take 3, rehearsal)
12.	Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You (live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec – December 1975)
13.	Born in Time (outtake from ‘Oh Mercy’ sessions)
14.	You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere (take 1)
15.	All You Have to Do Is Dream (take 2)
16.	Wanted Man (take 1)
17.	Tell Me That It Isn’t True (take 2)
18.	Wallflower (alternate version, 1971)
19.	Most of the Time (alternate version from ‘Oh Mercy’ sessions)
20.	A Hard Rain’s a‐Gonna Fall (live at Montreal Forum, Montreal, Quebec – December 1975)
21.	Series of Dreams (outtake from ‘Oh Mercy’ sessions)
22.	Slow Train (live at Earls Court, London, UK – June 29, 1981)
23.	I Pity the Poor Immigrant (take 4)
24.	Moonshiner (studio outtake – 1963)
25.	Seven Days (live at the Curtis Hixon Convention Center, Tampa, FL – April 1976)
26.	Tangled Up in Blue (take 3, remake 3)
27.	Guess I’m Doing Fine (Witmark demo – 1964)
28.	Every Grain of Sand (demo – 1980)

In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need
When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed
There's a dying 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 that I must break
In the fury of the moment I can see the master's hand
In every leaf that trembles, and in every grain of sand

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer
The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way, I always hear my name
Then onward in my journey, I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand

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 wintry light
In the bitter dance of loneliness, fading into space
In the broken mirror of innocence on each forgotten face

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other time it's only me
I am hanging in the balance of a perfect finished plan
Like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand