Pink Floyd - 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 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 chains? 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.