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So, so ya think you can tell
heaven from hell, blue skies from pain, can ya tell a green field
from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do ya 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 old fears
Wish you were here