-Pink Floyd
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.
year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
(So, I'm not really sure why I wanted to post the lyrics to this, I just did. Heard it on the radio when my alarm went off today and just felt like posting it. I don't really know if it caused me to think of anyone in particular or if I was just feeling that it would be nice to have someone there with me. I like this song and hearing it today reminded me that I can play it. Maybe I'll pull out my guitar in the near future and just see what I can remember. Anyway, that's all for now.)
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