Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded Head

How this feels a floating
For the physical form you
And the reminders
still the same

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

head
You will be
Your legs
Will you in time

So you open the
Wipe the gray from salted eyes
Feel the string that broken
Mended and slowly

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

Let water run
you open your eyes?
Let water run

Wounded
You be fine
weary legs
Will hold you in

Wounded
You be fine
weary legs
Will you in time