Luyện nghe bài hát The Wound

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

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

I it, I wrapped it, stitched it, tourniqueted it
I held it and aching in the air
Held it there til I went
Didn't
It didn't
Didn't it weeping

And the wound is life
And your life on a life 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 wound was in every song on the radio

And the pain was a tree-fern in the dark, damp, forgotten places
Darkness didn't her growing
baby cells dividing.
Curled up tight day by day
up, stretching out
Forming the identical shape
Clones. There aint too much sadder
Clones - relentlessly emerging the hairy heart of the wound

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

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