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
did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts
hot ashes for trees
hot air for a cool breeze
cold comfort for change
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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