The angel came to jacob
The room began to glow
Jacob asked the angel
Are you friend or are you foe?
The angel never answered
But smote him on the thigh
They wrestled through the darkness
Till morning filled the sky.
This thing between us, has wings, it has teeth
It has got horns and feathers, and sinews beneath
Angel or demon, to the truth I am bound, and so
This thing between us must be wrestled down.
Jacob held on to the angel,
Who turned to fly, and to flee
He said I must have your blessing
Before I let you leave me.
The angel never answered
But smote him on the thigh
They wrestled through the darkness
Till morning filled the sky.
And in the light
He knew another name
As he struggled and surrendered
To the next part of the game.
This thing between us, has wings, it has teeth
It has got horns and feathers, and sinews beneath
Angel or demon, to the truth I am bound, and so
This thing between us must be wrestled down.
This thing between us, has wings, it has teeth
It has got horns and feathers, and sinews beneath
Angel or demon to the truth I am bound and so
This thing between us must be wrestled down.
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Suzanne Vega in Album Tales From The Realm Of The Queen Of Pentacles Released in 2014 |