So, so you think you can tell
 Heaven from [bad word] 
 Blue skiess 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
 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.