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?

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 a 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

Autor: David Gilmour

So, so you think you can tell<br />Heaven from Hell<br />Blue skies from pain<br />Can you tell a green field<br />From a cold steel rail?<br />A smile from a veil?<br />Do you think you can tell?<br /><br />Did they get you to trade<br />Your heroes for ghosts?<br />Hot ashes for trees?<br />Hot air for a cool breeze?<br />Cold comfort for change?<br />And did you exchange<br />A walk on part in a war<br />For a lead role in a cage?<br /><br />How I wish, how I wish you were here<br />We're just two lost souls<br />Swimming in a fish bowl<br />Year after year<br />Running over the same old ground<br />What have we found?<br />The same old fears<br />Wish you were here - David Gilmour

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