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