/ http://www.slideshare.net/images/logo.gif / 際際滷Share feed for 際際滷shows by User: azmiabdrazak https://cdn.slidesharecdn.com/profile-photo-azmiabdrazak-48x48.jpg?cb=1523140909 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? 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? And 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 you found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.