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get past mine
My wounds are still open I'm sick of invoking a deity despised
But for some small moments, our stones keep on rolling, the ringing

to feel the same
Where did that warmth go
Disappearing in my sleep
Only the pain will remain
Covered up wounds
As they will never heal
Drowned in tears

We are just broken, gathering dust
We are abandoned, hope for a landslide that buries us
How to dilute this agony?
How do you heal these wounds so

sting a bit
I built a life to exploit it
I see the seed
I see the root
I see the wound
I’m coming to
If it hurts
I know it’s true
If i could
I’d feel for

Many fights were fought across these fields
Thousand rusty swords and broken shields
Shattered bones, dreadfull wounds
Left to rot, they faced their

Mother mary
Comes and listens
To these words
Of lost existence
Through her life and trough deep wounds
I could have let them know
Mother mary
Srong

much deeper
You're broken but your wounds are unknown

Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take back your home

Talk It Over

Ronnie McDowell

When a Man Loves a Woman

1992

Harsh words are spoken
Promises are broken
Old wounds are opened
And love walks out that door
Too proud to make up
You're ready to break up
Too late

can't wipe it with white tissues
Naked wound
We feel vulnerable like babies do
When they come out naked from the womb
Like Adam when he first ate

one last time, and we watched with one last look 
Spellbound and swallowed "Has the tollin' ended?" 

Yeah, tollin' for the achin' ones whose wounds

to heal

We carry the same wound
But have different cures
Similar injuries
But opposite remedies

After our love ended
Your arms don't carry me
Without love

Prince Of Darkness

Indigo Girls

Staring Down the Brilliant Dream

2010

And my heart flew from its cage and it bled upon my sleeve
Oh the cries of passion were like wounds that needed healing
I couldn't hear them for

Closing Down
                    Everyone wound up  All came unwound
                    Circumstance says there's no one to mess around..

        CH#2 

Trouble in the Fields

Maura O'Connell

A Woman's Heart 2

1995

empty fields in dust as deep as snow

And all this trouble in our fields
If this rain can fall, these wounds can heal
They'll never take our native soil

O Love of God incarnate
Our flesh, our blood, our bone
Where sin has torn and marred us
You make our wounds your own
You take our guilt upon you
Our

The rotting of the soul
The pain realize the wounds
Lives

You light the soul
Killing ones they save
The rotting of the soul
Dying of the pain
Killing the soul

I keep playing
Oh my foolish heart
You've ruin my day
You've ruin my day
Can't walk i'm down from my wounds
I'm shot and I speaking to you
You say I

good
When the bad wounds you
Hold onto what's brave
When the pain frightens you hu

And those who've been faithful
Would always remember
That the cold

soul, they sting like a salt on an open wound
Burried those lies within my soul, they sting like a salt on an open wound

keep playing
Oh my foolish heart
You’ve ruin my day
You’ve ruin my day
Can’t walk i’m down from my wounds
I’m shot and I speaking to you
You say I try

pain so easily repressed
All of your trauma made our munition

A mouthful of sand, each grain a wound
We drink this desert flesh and you call it water

behind only
smoldering ash. Time hasn't healed, our deepening
wounds. No more blood left to bleed. Torn apart.

It can't end like this
I'll regain my strength and regrow
Repair myself, but I won't do it alone
'Cause these wounds won't heal themselves
Diagnosed

falling for you
And so the coming arrows stall
But my former wounds will heal

With you out my steam
My dreams keep raising pain

I'm numb so I won't be