So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from [bad word] 
Blues skies from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail
smile from a vail
Do you think you can tell

So, do you think we can change
Everybody that hates
Before it's too late
So proud to be free
But who can we blame
Don't be ashamed
Do you think we can change

How I wish
How I wish you were here
We're one lost soul 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

We don't need
Need anymore pain
We just need to remain on the very same page
So much to gain
No more losing a friend
We're losing ourselves
We just need your help
So glad your here

So glad your here