Monday, August 11, 2008

"Wish You Were Here"

This is one of my all time favorite songs. I love Pink Floyd and this song just sang to me the first time I heard it. It continues to have the same effect today, more than 10 years down the road. The wail of the guitar, the sad and wistful voice, and the haunting lyrics. Exquisitely painful and yet real.

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 your 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 always connect lyrics to something in my life. I am sure I am not unique in this. This is not for or about anybody in my life though. Every time I hear it, I think In some lines, sometimes all depending on the phase of my life, I see the angles and nuances of myself. Do you see the twins in the lyrics?

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