Marco et Mario - (Wish you were here)

Wish you were here!                         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?
And did they get you trade
your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cold 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
swiming 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!

How I wish you were here!