Wish You Were Here 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? 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 a Cage? How I Wish, How I Wish You Were Here. Were 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. XX
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 16:21:08 +0000
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