A place to crash

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 we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here . Se me dificulta un poco expresar mi amor frenetico hacia esta canción, soy un tanto más visual y es por ello que realicé un collage. A veces pienso que tengo problemas de comas internos, la escucho, una y otra y otra v ez, me vuelvo insaciable, especialmente con el retazo y doloroso final (para mi) ese que comienza en "we`re just two..." Este año se ha hecho u