miércoles, 16 de julio de 2008

Wish you were here

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 heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
a walk for a 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 bow!
Year after year.
Running over the
same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Roger Waters

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