Luyện nghe bài hát The Wound

I've done everything that can be to heal this wound
Left it on own for years

I've everything that can be done to heal this wound
Left it on own for years
touch it, didn't pick it, didn't get it wet
It didn't stop the

I bandaged it, I it, stitched it, tourniqueted it
I held it stiff and in the air
it there til I went beserk
Didn't
It work
stop it weeping

And the is your life
And your life on a life of it's own
(Or so you thought)
And life rolled on over me Bang-Bang like 56 train wheels
Every I heard news of you

And the wound was in every song on the radio

And the pain was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, places
didn't stop her growing
New-born cells dividing.
Curled up tight day by day
up, stretching out
Forming the same shape
Clones. There too much sadder than
- relentlessly emerging from the hairy heart of the wound

And the fern is beautiful in own way
in the dark
Beautiful with no one to see it
As the wound weeps and

(Now there's some sad known to the man from the planet Marzipan)