Wish you were here...

Hoy es uno de esos dias....

So, so you think you can tell
heaven from hell
blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
for 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 hair 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 we found?
the same old fears.
wish you were here....

-Waters & Glmore-

baile...