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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
So 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 we found the same old fears
Wish you were here