So, so you think you can tell heaven from [bad word] 
Blue skies from pain?
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
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?
 [bad word] 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 fish bowl, year after year [bad word] over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here...