Wish You Were Here [XFM Session]

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 heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Clod 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