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Wish you where here-Pink Floyd
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So, so you think you can tell, Heaven from Hell, blue skys 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 we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here!