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

The Blue Ridge at starfall
Oh, the scope of it all
Those days the double-edged blade of contention

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

He moved in for the long
The '81 Hog, the and all
They got an apartment, a conversation

But the big spark substantial
You know always financials
give the portrait of happiness its nasty crease

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

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

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

Do you think you got the thing