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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