Luyện nghe bài hát The Wound

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

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

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

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

And the wound was in every lousy song on the

And the was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, forgotten places
didn't stop her growing
New-born baby dividing.
Curled up unrolling day by day
up, stretching out
Forming the same shape
Clones. There aint too much than
Clones - emerging from the hairy heart of the wound

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

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