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