So, so ya think you can tell
Am G D
heaven from hell, blue skies from pain, can you tell a green field
C Am G
from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do ya think ya can tell?
C D Am
did they get you to trade, your hero's for ghosts, hot ashes for trees
G D C
hot air for a cool breeze, cold comfort for change, did you exchange,
a walk on part in the war, for a lead role in a cage?