So, so you think you can tell
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Heaven from Hell,
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Blue skies from pain.
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Can you tell a green field
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From a cold steel rail?
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A smile from a veil?
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Do you think you can tell?
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And did they get you trade
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Your heroes for ghosts?
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Hot ashes for trees?
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Hot air for a cold breeze?
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Cold comfort for change?
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And did you exchange
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A walk on part in the war
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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,
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Year after year,
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Running over the same old ground.
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What have we found?
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The same old fears,
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Wish you were here.
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Wish You Were Here
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| Anathema |
