So, so you think you can tell

Heaven from hell'

Blue skys 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 heros for ghosts?

Hot ashes for trees?

Hot air for a cool breeze?

Cold comfort for change?

And did you exchange

A walk on part in the war

For a lead role in a cage?

 

Pink Floyd 1975

Wish you were here

 

Dead American Eel, Salisbury Plain July 15 2003