[ZOEY]
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell? Blue skies from pain?

[DAVID]
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?

[MAGGIE]
Do you think you can tell?

[EMILY]
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?

[MAGGIE]
Did you exchange
A walk-on part in the war
For a leading role in a cage?

[ALL]
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl

[MAGGIE]
Year after year
Running over the same old ground
[ALL]
What have we found?
The same old fears, wish you were here