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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