Fragments of Wound - 1989 - The Gone Kids

[verse] A thousand cuts across the skyline, buildings echo broken bones. Memory stitched with burning sirens, every silence overthrown. [pre-chorus – hazy, almost melodic] We are fragments of a wound, never whole, never healed. We are fragments of a wound, truth forever concealed. [chorus – soaring, layered guitars, shouted lines] Fragments of wound, shattered voices in the rain. Fragments of wound, we carry the unnamed pain. [verse – softer, whisper tone] Windows broken into mirrors, streets reflecting fractured light. Every shadow hides a story, every day another fight. [chorus – louder, almost hymn-like] Fragments of wound, etched in every breath we take. Fragments of wound, we bend but never break. [bridge – spoken word over guitar drone] The wound is not the ending, the wound is where we start. Fragments hold the memory, but also hold the heart. [instrumental break – shoegaze wall of sound, shimmering feedback] [chorus – repeated, layered, screamed + sung together] Fragments of wound, we are pieces of the flame. Fragments of wound, but we’re not ashamed. [outro – guitars fading, whispered repetition] Fragments… fragments… of wound.