From the recording The Realside - Rhetorical Personal Moratorium (February 2014)
Terry McClain: Guitar, bass, vocals, writing
Jonathan Abel: Percussion
Lyrics
There was a man so honest he couldn't blink his eyes, He strolled around so conscious he knew every disguise but then there was another man so cunning he always knew when the first man was away and when to make his move
Because some they steal for pleasure others steal for art / Some they go for treasure, others aim for hearts / Like thunderless bright lightning they suddenly make their move
He built up such a fortress, impossible he thought to ever have a reason to gather up more locks / But something he was hiding belonged to someone's brood
The drifter came in plain sight trusted and so true / That's the thief that does it best, the one you never knew