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 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 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 'Cause my baby she's a real peach Even when the night come crashin' down Real peach And the nighttime rolls away, alright 'Cause 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 Illuminate