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 We Found The Same Old Fears. wish You Were Here.