Hey, you, out there in the cold
Getting lonely, getting old
Can you feel me?
Hey, you, standing in the aisles
With itchy feet and fading smiles
Can you feel me?
Hey, you
Don't help them to bury the light
Don't give in without a fight
Hey, you, out there on your own
Sitting naked by the phone
Would you touch me?
Hey, you, with your ear against the wall
Waiting for someone to call out
Would you touch me?
Hey, you
Would you help me to carry the stone?
Open your heart, I'm coming home
But it was only fantasy
The wall was too high, as you can see
No matter how he tried, he could not break free
And the worms ate into his brain
Hey, you, out there on the road
Always doing what you're told
Can you help me?
Hey, you, out there beyond the wall
Breaking bottles in the hall
Can you help me?
Hey, you
Don't tell me there's no hope at all
Together we stand, divided we fall
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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?
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 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 fishbowl,
year after year
Running over the same old ground
What have we found?
The same old fears
Wish you were here