tinachville

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?

let's go
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
Have we found the same old fears
Wish you were here

Quote:
There is no distance on this earth as far away as yesterday