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?

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 fishbowl, year after year

Runnin’ over the same old ground, what have we found?

The same old fears. Wish you were here

Pink Floyd