Wish you were here --- Pink Floyd

So, so you think you can tell heaven from hell, blue sky 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 cold breeze, cold comfort for change. And did you exchange a walk on part in a 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.