So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail, a smile from a veil Do you think you can tell
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage
How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year
Running over the same old ground What have you found The same old fears Wish you were here.
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