So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell
Blue skies from pain
Can you tell a green feild 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?  Clod comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk oon 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