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?

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 fishbowl year after year

Running over the same old ground, what have we found

The same old fears wish you were here