[C]So, so you think you can [D]tell,
Heaven from [Am]Hell, blue skys [G]from pain.
Can you tell a green [D]field from a cold steel [C]rail, a smile from a [Am]veil,
Do you think you can [G]tell?
And did they get you to [C]trade your heroes for [D]ghosts,
Hot ashes for [Am]trees, hot air for a [G]cool breeze, cold comfort [D]for change,
And did you [C]exchange a walk on part in the [Am]war for a lead role in [G]a cage?
[Em] [G] [Em] [G] [Em] [A] [Em] [A]
[C]How I wish, how I wish you were [D]here.
We're just [Am]two lost souls swimming in a [G]fish bowl, year after [D]year,
Running over the same old ground. [C]What have we found?
The same old [Am]fears. Wish you [G]were here!
[Em] [G] [Em] [G] [Em] [A] [Em] [A] [G]
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