Lace Around the Wound is the second album by American singer, actress and musician E.G. Daily, which was released in 1989. In the UK, the album was titled Fly.
The album signaled a change in direction for Daily from synthpop to pop-rock. The album's lead single, "Some People," peaked at #33 on the American Dance Chart. After A&M failed to sufficiently promote the album, Daily parted ways with the label.
The album was produced by various producers, largely Lotti Golden and Tommy Faragher, both American musicians and producers. Daily wrote several songs with the pair, and would also produce two tracks herself. Another track was produced by keyboardist and producer John Van Tongeren and two tracks were produced by Glenn Skinner and Pete Glenister. Skinner is a producer of many artists including Curiosity Killed the Cat, Lighthouse Family, Boy George, and Deborah Harry. Glenister is an English musician and producer, best known for his work with Alison Moyet.
Because of the limited success of the album, Daily wouldn't release another album until 1999, which was titled Tearing Down the Walls. This album would be released under Daily's own record label.
The Wound (Turkish: Yara) is a 1998 international co-production drama film, written, produced and directed by Yılmaz Arslan, starring Yelda Reynaud as a young Turkish emigrant who is forcibly repatriated by her own family. The film, which went on nationwide general release across Turkey on February 4, 2000 (2000-02-04), won awards at film festivals in Antalya and Istanbul, including the Golden Orange for Best Film.
The film was shot on location in Heidelberg and Frankfurt am Main, Germany and, Aksaray and Istanbul, Turkey.
Hello sneaking man
You want to fix my mind
But I don't care for you
Your smile and the other lies
You were crawling around my bed
Sure I was afraid
Lord could you see my blood
And could you hear my prayer
Ooh let them burn
Ooh let them burn
Lost in your coldness
I couldn't know the rest
When the fear s.' is a jaw
Have you ever been drawned ?
Oh yes I'm falling
I always fall down
Ooh let them burn
I know you never doubt
But the day will come I hope
You gonna get the rope
You gonna have the snake around your sweet neck...
Lying in a place for nobody else
Words won't pass your mouth
I'm gonna bury your sufficiency
Deep in my own south
Well, I've tried to be patient
Oh lord my prayer can't
I can't hear you anymore
You're nothing more and more
Ooh let them burn
Ooh let them burn
Can't you feel the wound ?
And did you see the bounds
Have you ever heard a big breath ?
Huricanes of skin
Torrents of frailness
Can't you feel the wound ?
An indian fury
An indian Riot
I feel the wound that's all