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ROGER WATERS
<br>WISH YOU WERE HERE
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<br>So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
<br>Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
<br>Do you think you can tell?
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<br>And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
<br>Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
<br>And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
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<br>How I wish, how I wish you were here.
<br>We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
<br>Running over the same old ground. What have you found? The same old fears.
<br>Wish you were here. |
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