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.