So, So You Think You Can Tell heaven From Hell, blue Skys 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 Heros 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