David Arnold ft. Michael Price - Pink

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 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.