So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from hell

Blues skies from pain

Can you tell a green field

From a cold steel rail

A smile from a vail

Do you think you can tell?



Did they get you to trade

Your heros 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 soul 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