Pink Floyd
A, Am, C, D, Em, G
So, so you think you could 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 could tell
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts, hot ashes for trees, hot air for a
cool breeze, cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in the cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl, year after year.
Runnin' over the same old ground
But have we found
The same old fears?
Wish you were here