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?
And did you exchange
a walk on part
in the war
For a lead role
in the 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 fear
Wish you were here