Touch me,
This sea of pain will part.
Your eyes will break my heart.
Wounded,
Wounded.
A wind blows,
Across this tortured land.
And dust slips through my hands.
Wounded,
Wounded.
The silence of the soul
Heals the wounded.
The silence of the soul...
Thunder,
When it rains at last,
Will it wash away the past?
Wounded,
Wounded.
The silence of the soul
Heals the wounded.
The silence of the soul...
I just want to understand
How to heal the wounded.
I just want to understand.
The wounded, heal the wounded.
I just want to understand
How to heal the wounded.
I just want to understand.
The silence of the soul
The wounded in the flesh
The wounded in heart
The wounded in the soul
Wander in the streets.
Wounds as deep as memory,
Wounds as deeps as love,
Wound that sting like might have been
Wounds untouched by dreaming.