Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded Head

How feels like a floating
For the physical you crave
And the gentle
Hovering still the

For the curative
The dysthymic of bold and
You are and hollow
Reflecting winter hue

Wounded
You will be
Your weary
Will hold you in

So you open the
Wipe the gray your salted eyes
Feel the string that once
and slowly tied

Hope for remedies
For the listless and looming
And the of your father
you home no more

Let water run
Won't you open eyes?
Let water run

head
You will be
Your legs
hold you in time

Wounded
You be fine
Your weary
Will you in time