Badlees - The Real Thing Lyrics
They met up in rockportWhere the moon rose early and the days were shortAnd the miles between were still too many to mentionThe blue ridge rides at starfallOh, the epic scope of it allThose days before the double-edged blade of contentionChorusSometimes passions like a cigaretteBurning clean out fore it really takes wingBut you always fly high for a little whileWhen you think youve got the real thingHe moved in for the long haulThe 81 hog, the guitar and allThey got an apartment, a conversation pieceBut the big spark dimmed substantialYou know its always financialsThat give the portrait of happiness its nasty creaseChorusSometimes theyd find common groundSome days hed run to where he couldnt be foundA ride in the pines can truly inspireThe need for a soul to come clean from a waning desireHe laid there decidingWhat side of a man should come out of hidingWhile she laid there, the key to his conventionsShe had brought some changesBut how could he pretend with all these empty pagesAnd the miles to go, still too many to mentionChorusDo you think you got the real thing
