Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded Head

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

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

head
You be fine
weary legs
Will hold you in

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

for remedies comfort
For the listless and moon
And the ghost of father
you home no more

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

head
You will be
weary legs
Will you in time

head
You be fine
Your legs
hold you in time