• distance never separates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. but whenever i start feeling sad because i miss you, i remind myself of how lucky o am to have someone so special to miss.

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 and how we found the same old fears. wish you were here.