Lyrics
So, so you think you can tell
Questioning the ability to distinguish between contrasting experiences or realities.
Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain
Challenging the perception of good (Heaven) and bad (Hell), joy (blue skies) and suffering (pain).
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail
Asking if one can recognize natural beauty (green field) versus industrial harshness (cold steel rail).
A smile from a veil
Posing the challenge of discerning genuine emotions (smile) from hidden truths (veil).
Do you think you can tell
Reiterating the theme of perceptive challenges, questioning one's ability to understand complex situations.
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts
Reflecting on the possibility of sacrificing one's ideals (heroes) for illusory or intangible concepts (ghosts).
Hot ashes for trees
Describing the trade of valuable aspects of life (hot ashes) for things with little substance or meaning (trees).
Hot air for a cool breeze
Highlighting the exchange of genuine feelings (hot air) for a superficial sense of comfort (cool breeze).
Cold comfort for change
Emphasizing the trade of meaningful experiences (cold comfort) for the uncertainty of change.
And did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage
Questioning the decision to swap a minor role in a conflict for a dominant but confining position (lead role in a cage).
How I wish, how I wish you were here
Expressing a strong desire for the presence of someone absent or missed.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
Describing a shared sense of aimlessness and vulnerability, navigating life's challenges without clear direction.
Running over the same old ground
Illustrating the repetitive nature of life, traversing familiar territory without significant progress.
How we found the same old fears
Acknowledging the persistence of deep-rooted anxieties and concerns.
Wish you were here
Reiterating the longing for the presence of the absent individual.
How I wish, how I wish you were here
Repeating the expression of a strong wish for the return of the absent person.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year
Reiterating the shared experience of feeling lost and aimless.
Running over the same old ground
Highlighting the cyclical nature of life's challenges and experiences.
How we found the same old fears.
Emphasizing the persistence of recurring fears and uncertainties.
Wish you were here
Restating the central theme of longing for the presence of the absent person.
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