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So, so you think you can tell |
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Heaven from Hell, blue skies from the pain |
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Can you tell a green field from the cold steel rail? |
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A smile from a veil but do you think you can tell? |
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And do they get you trade, your heroes for ghosts? |
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Hot ashes for trees, hot air for cool breeze |
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Cold comfort for change, and do you exchange |
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A walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? |
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How I wish, how I wish you were here |
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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year |
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Running over the same old ground, what have we found? |
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The same old fears, wish you were here |
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How I wish, how I wish you were here |
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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year |
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Running over the same old ground, what have we found? |
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The same old fears, wish you were here |
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How I wish, how I wish you were here |
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We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl year after year |
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Running over the same old ground, what have we found? |
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The same old fears, wish you were here |
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Wish you were here |
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Wish you were here |
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Wish you were here |
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