Luyện nghe bài hát Wounded Head

How this feels like a
For the physical you crave
And the reminders
Hovering still the

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

Wounded
You will be
Your weary
Will hold you in

So you the window
Wipe the gray from your salted
Feel the string that once
Mended and slowly

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

Let water run
you open your eyes?
Let run through

Wounded
You will be
Your legs
Will you in time

head
You will be
Your weary
Will hold you in