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?
And Did You Exchange
A Walk On Part In The War
For A Leading 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
What Have We Found?
The Same Old Fears
Wish You Were Here