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? 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 fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground, what have we found the same old fears, wish you were here.-



pink floyd.
y nada mas.