Real Peach

Well nighttime passes

But the dark remains

And I was feeling 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 that 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

'Cause 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 coming 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

Where in the field beyond the rights and wrongs

And the fallacy of form

Well you can call it what you wanna call it

I just say that 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

'Cause my baby, she's a real peach

Even when the night come crashing down

Real peach

And the nighttime rolls away, alright

'Cause 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 coming back to the demon-killing work of love

My god

Illuminate