Master

One is silver and the other's gold
One is started as the other's old
Done departing, but the stain's in my eye
Done complaining, wanna sort out a life

Then stepped to the gate
Shine in an eye, set up a date
Left it to die, skip on a lake
Bumps on the flight

A sun in the eyes
A wind at the back
A cut of the deck

But I want to tell you
It is a victory for you
And I give this to you
Part of a thank you to you
Though the differences split
It's only good things for you
And there's slip ups, it's true
Only wishing good things do

One is clever and the others dolt
Both with leather of the others coat
Some retreating in the back of a cab
One recoiling in the arms of a cop

Two, far as the flesh
Really a mess, grit of the ash
Letting them lie, given a poke
Loving them all

A sun in the eyes
A wind at the back
A cut of the deck

But I want to tell you
It is a victory for you
And I give this to you
Part of a thank you to you
Though the differences split
It's only good things for you
And there's slip ups, it's true
Only wishing good things do