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