From A Cold Steel Rail

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 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

-Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd