Real Peach

Well nighttime passes

But the dark remains

And I was feelin' like a little child

But I am loathe to place blame

On that lioness-esque woman

Who will go here unnamed

She was looking in me for a lion

When she found it so tame

On that erstwhile May morning

I took the six downtown to Spring

And I was writing something elegiac

That I never learned to sing

But I think it was this song

Just four years premature

And I remember crossing out the line

All is fair in love and war

Well if all is fair in love and war

Then I don't know what we are fighting for

Cuz my baby she's a real peach

Even when the night come crashin' down

Real peach

And the nighttime rolls away, alright

And we're comin' back to the demon-killing work of love

(My God)

Well nighttime passes

And the dark retreats

I hand it over to my upper angel

Who visits me in sleep

We're in the field beyond the right and wrong

And the fallacy of form

Well you can call it what you wanna call it

I just say: All is fair in love and war

Well if all is fair in love and war

Then I don't know what we are fighting for

So if we don't care

To fight no more

Let's go upstairs and let's shut the door

Cuz my baby she's a real peach

Even when the night come crashing down

Real peach

And the nighttime rolls away, alright

Cuz my baby she's a real peach

Even when the night come crashing down

Real peach

And the nighttime rolls away, alright

And we're comin' back to the demon killing work of love

(My God)

Illuminate