Sep 12, 2006 13:38
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 to trade
Tour heroes 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?
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 you found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
I've hardly ever posted with lyrics. These fit, though, and i've listened to the song almost perpetually for the past few days (Both Pink Floyd, and Storm Large singing Pink Floyd. Storm Large <3)
Not that I don't like New Paltz. Seriously. I do enjoy it.
But even i'm allowed to be introspective, now and then.
Philosophy time <3.