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So, so you think you can tell |
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Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain |
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Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? |
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A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? |
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And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? |
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Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? |
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And did you exchange a walk on part in the war |
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For a lead role in a cage? |
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How I wish, how I wish you were here |
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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year |
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Running over the same old ground, what have we found? |
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The same old fears, wish you were here |