You and me of the bottom-most floor
Here's my desk, and that area over there's yours
Down heres where we argue and bandy theories
Before we venture into the world, follow up on our queries
You're always the skeptic, and never beguiled
By solutions I pose - you say my imagination's run wild
Keep both my feet on the floor
And though often I'm glad that you balance me out
Sometimes you're such a bore

CHORUS:
Impossibilities, possibilities
Who among us understands them better,
Won't you ever listen, please?
Still you're there to pick me up
When the answers elude me
Help me see who speaks truth and who will delude me

Try having a partner who says you're wrong (says you're wrong)
Even when you've had the answer all along
Always looking for mundane answers
From lights in the sky to Samantha to her own cancer
We each have our own viewpoints, we have our pride
Was there ever anything else that makes us take our different sides?
I wanted to be right so badly
But we sort out the answers and we find
That the truth's somewhere between you and me

CHORUS

After the case, we're back underground
And thanks to our teamwork, were both still around
Through our struggles did the answers find us
This moment of peace is worth every war behind us
You and me of the bottom-most floor

Author: Mandy

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