The Yardbirds - Dream Within a Dream

Here I stand amid the roar Of a surf tormented shore And I hold within my hand Grains of a golden sand How few how yet they creep Through my fingers to the deep While I weep, while I weep Oh God can I not grasp One with a tighter clasp Oh God can I not save One from the pitiless wave Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream But a dream, but a dream Take this kiss upon the brow And in parting from you now Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream But a dream, but a dream