Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded Head

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

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

Wounded
You be fine
Your legs
Will hold you in

So you open the
Wipe the gray from your eyes
Feel the string that once
Mended and tied

Hope for comfort
For the listless and moon
And the of your father
Follow you no more

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

Wounded
You will be
weary legs
Will hold you in

Wounded
You will be
Your weary
Will you in time