Wish you were here

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 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 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 over ground
What have we found? The same old fears
Wish you were here...


(Wish you were here - Pink Floyd)