The Real Thing Lyrics by Badlees, The

The Real Thing Lyrics

    They met up in rockport
    Where the moon rose early and the days were short
    And the miles between were still too many to mention


    The blue ridge rides at starfall
    Oh, the epic scope of it all
    Those days before the double-edged blade of contention

    Chorus

    Sometimes passion's like a cigarette
    Burning clean out 'fore it really takes wing
    But you always fly high for a little while
    When you think you've got the real thing

    He moved in for the long haul
    The '81 hog, the guitar and all
    They got an apartment, a conversation piece

    But the big spark dimmed substantial
    You know it's always financials
    That give the portrait of happiness its nasty crease

    Chorus

    Sometimes they'd find common ground
    Some days he'd run to where he couldn't be found
    A ride in the pines can truly inspire
    The need for a soul to come clean from a waning desire

    He laid there deciding
    What side of a man should come out of hiding
    While she laid there, the key to his conventions

    She had brought some changes
    But how could he pretend with all these empty pages
    And the miles to go, still too many to mention

    Chorus

    Do you think you got the real thing

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