Wish You Were Here (Live)

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 to 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 you found? The same old fears

Wish you were here