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 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 fish bowl, year after year.
Running over the same old ground, what have we found?
The same old fears...

Wish you were here...

Pink Floyd - Wish you were here.