Wish You Were Here so you think you can tell Heaven from blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? smile from a veil? Do you you can tell?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? did you exchange a walk on part in the for a lead role in a cage?
How I how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after running over the same old ground. What have we found? same old fears, wish you were here.