Song Length |
4:29 |
Genre |
Rock - Progressive Rock |
Lyrics
The ANGEL?S SHARE
The angel?s share is lifting like the mist
The angel?s share in one evening?s tryst
The wine ferments and the vine is dead
The angel?s hair is tickling my stomach
The angel?s hair is brushing the fear away
Won?t you please stay
Until Heaven calls you near
The devils dare but no quarter is given
The devils dare not to tempt me anymore
Because prayer burns my old brittle bones
Had I awoken
No words were spoken from her lips
A trace of tears and a world of regret
A wisp of spirit
I came quite near it and felt her breath
A psychic breeze and a world of regret? a world of regret!
The angel?s share is God?s only portion
The angel?s share escapes with a sigh
I try to comply
But the vine is dead?
12/22/06