Luyện nghe bài hát The Wound

I've done everything that can be to heal this wound
Left it on own for years

done everything that can be done to heal this wound
Left it on own for years
touch it, didn't pick it, didn't get it wet
It stop the bleeding

I bandaged it, I wrapped it, it, tourniqueted it
I held it and aching in the air
Held it til I went beserk
sleep
It work
Didn't it weeping

And the wound is your
And your life took on a of it's own
(Or so you thought)
And your rolled on over me Bang-Bang like 56 train wheels
Every time I heard of you

And the was in every lousy song on the radio

And the pain was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, places
Darkness didn't her growing
New-born baby dividing.
Curled up tight day by day
Stretching up, out
the same identical shape
Clones. aint too much sadder than
Clones - relentlessly emerging from the hairy heart of the

And the fern is beautiful in own way
Uncurling in the
Beautiful no one there to see it
As the weeps and aches

(Now there's some sad things to the man from the planet Marzipan)