One of them used to do it
The other never did
The important thing is: neither do it now
One I know better than I’ve ever known anyone
The other I barely know
Or I’m unaware of how well I know her
It depends how close she comes to my dream
One tells me things I don’t want to hear
The other says nothing at all
So I bounce back and forth
Between anger and silence, combustible, cold
They both showed me something usually hidden
I showed both of them something too
I can only hope what I showed them had value
What I saw opened more than my eyes
Words & Music by Mike Power 