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

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

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

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

But the big spark substantial
You know it's financials
That give the 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 clean a waning desire

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

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

Do you think you got the real