From the recording Pieces
Lyrics
Heard he wrestled an angel
Fought him all through the night
Swore he wouldn't give up
He'd be the last man to fight
Heard he wrestled that angel
Until the pink morning light
Oh he dared not cross over
No he dared not take flight
CHORUS
No battlefield left, no battle cry
The war is over, you and I
And this cocoon can't hold a butterfly
Worn it through to reach the sky
The war is over, you and I
The war is over, you and I
And I, I wrestled my angel
Fought for all that was mine
As he tore through my city
Left it a desolate shrine
Oh how I wrestled that angel
Until the pink morning light
Oh I dared not cross over
No I dared not take flight
And I've got no more space
Oh it's time to show your face
'Cause I've walked this battleground too long, too long
I've got no more space
And all we're losing is the pace
I have found you in the embers of war, this war