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