| Sorry guys... |
[Oct. 23rd, 2006|07:07 pm] |
So, so you think you can tell,
Heaven fom 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?
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.
Runnin' over the same old ground,
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here. |
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