So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell, blue skies for 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?
Did you exchange, a walk on part in a 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, wishing you were here

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