Music plays in the background . . .

Wish you were here - Pink Floyd


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

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 fishbowl, year after year
Running over the same old ground, what have we found - the same old fears?

Wish you were here

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