For Real by Unknown
Death took the husband of a neighbor of mine,
On a highway, with a drunk at the wheel.
She told me "Keep your clean hand off the laundry he
left,
And don't tell me you know how I feel."
She had a tape that he had sent her from a Holiday Inn,
and she never played it much in the day,
But when I heard him say he loved her through the
window at night,
I just stayed the hell away.
(chorus)
There's a hole in the middle of the prettiest life,
So the lawyers and prophets say.
Not your father nor your mother,
Nor your lover's gonna ever make it go away.
And there's too much darkeness in an endless night
To be afraid of the way we feel:
Let's be kind to each other,
Not forever, but for real.
My father never put his parachute on,
In the pacific back in World War II.
He said he'd rather go down in familiar flames
Than get lost in that endless blue.
And some of that blue got into my eyes,
And we never stopped fighting that war,
Until I first understood about endlessness,
And I loved him like never before.
(to chorus)
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