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