Our Different Grounds - Acoustic Version

Our minds are filled with escalators
And long stairs
That lead to our insane
Cranium affairs
And to find the right mode
To try and decode yours
Is impossible

Far across the room, you smile
And throw me a wink
Unless something was in your eye
But from what I think
You feel just the same
As I do each day that I think of you

You know so much more than I
About where we are now
Yeah, the ball's in your court
But you're just sitting down
But if you toss me the next throw
My arm will pull and I'll let go
And then we're stuck with nothing
Nothing but our different grounds

My hearts are always working
Though they're often diseased
By overflowing promises
And never ending needs
And I think you'll start
To disease my heart
For the last time

Your eyes are motion pictures
Filled with hidden snipes
So the more and more I look
Yeah, the more that I like
And that is why
I blame my eyes for not turning away

You know so much more than I
About where we'll be
Cause you're holding answers
While I'm holding old, used dreams
And I would ask politely for a switch
But I'd only lose the answers I get
Then we'd be stuck with nothing
Nothing but our broken dreams

And I will over study every movement that we make
Without command
Like do our fingers overlock whenever we are forced
To hold hands

Our tongues are locomotives
Overloaded with coal
Motioning on tracks of words
That lead from our soul
So excuse me, miss
If the words that I list
Are improbable

You know so much more than I
About where we are
Yeah, you know the ending
While I'm still pretending I'm that far
And if you see my advances
And you call my bluff
Then we're left with nothing
Yeah, we're still
Stuck with nothing
Nothing but our different grounds
Yes, we are
Stuck with nothing
Nothing but our different grounds
Yes, we are
Stuck with nothing
Nothing but our different grounds
Yes, we are
Stuck with nothing
Nothing but our different grounds