Luyện nghe bài hát The Wound

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

I've done everything can be done to heal this wound
Left it on it's own for
Couldn't touch it, didn't pick it, get it wet
It didn't stop the

I bandaged it, I it, stitched it, tourniqueted it
I it stiff and aching in the air
Held it there til I beserk
Didn't
It work
stop it weeping

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

And the was in every lousy song on the radio

And the was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, forgotten places
Darkness didn't her growing
New-born cells dividing.
up tight unrolling day by day
Stretching up, out
Forming the same identical
Clones. There too much sadder than
Clones - relentlessly emerging from the hairy of the wound

And the is beautiful in it's own way
in the dark
Beautiful with no one to see it
As the wound and aches

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