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 wail Do you 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 same old fears. wish you were here.