Wish You Were Here

And disciplinary remains mercifully

Yes, and I'm with you, Derek, this star nonsense (yes, yes)

Now, which is it?

I am not sure of it

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? 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 fishbowl, year after year

Running over the same old ground, what have we found?

The same old fears, wish you were here