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Feeling at Home
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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? 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 What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here
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