Lyrics corrected by Simon 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?
And 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?
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, and how we found, The same old fears, Wish you were here?