Wish you were here

                

MI- SOL MI- SOL MI- LA MI- LA SOL

DO                                      RE
So, so you think you can tell
                      LA-
heaven from hell
                           SOL
blue skies from pain.
                                  RE
Can you tell a green field
                              DO
from a cold steel rail?
                            LA-
A smile from a veil.
                                     SOL
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cold breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part
in the war for a lead role in a cage?

(INTRO)

How I wish
how I wish you were here.
We’re 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.