The Wound Lyrics - Marillion

I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound 

Left it on it's own for years 

I've done everything that can be done to heal this wound 

Left it on it's own for years 

Couldn't touch it, didn't pick it, didn't get it wet 

It didn't stop the bleeding 

I bandaged it, I wrapped it, stitched it, tourniqueted it 

I held it stiff & aching in the air 

Held it there til I went beserk 

Didn't sleep 

It didn't work 

Didn't stop it weeping 

And the wound is your life 

And your life took on a life of it's own 

(Or so you foolishly thought) 

And your life rolled on over me Bang-Bang like 56 train wheels 

Every time I heard news of you 

And the wound was in every lousy song on the radio 

And the pain was like a tree-fern in the dark, damp, forgotten places 

Darkness didn't stop her growing 

New-born baby cells dividing.. 

Curled up tight unrolling day by day 

Stretching up, stretching out 

Forming the same identical shape 

Clones. There ain't too much sadder than 

Clones - relentlessly emerging from the hairy heart of the wound 

And the fern is beautiful in it's own way 

Uncurling in the dark 

Beautiful with no one there to see it 

As the would weeps & aches 

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