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 we found?


The same old fears


Wish you were here