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So
So you think ya 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?
did you exchange a walk on part in a war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish,how I wish you were here.
We`re just to lost souls swimming in a fishbowl
year after year,running over the same old ground.
What have we found?The same old fears
Wish you were here.
Cause I love you so much Julia K.
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