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
and 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