狠狠撸

Governo de Estado do Rio de Janeiro

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 fish bowl, Year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here