Never hide things from hardcore thinkers. They get more aggravated, more provoked by confusion than the most painful truths.
Apr 022014
Apr 012014
So you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skys 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 heros for ghosts
Hot ashes for trees
Hot air for a cool breeze
Cold comfort for change
Or did you exchange
A walk on part in a war
For a lead roll 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 we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
– Pink Floyd: David Gilmour, Roger Waters, Richard Wright
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