[Disclaimer: Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here]
So.
So you think you can tell.
Blue skies from pain.
Ever laid down on grass and watched the clouds float by?
I have.
Do you point out shapes too?
Oh, good, I'm not the only one.
Two lost souls.
The same old ground.
Do you make up stories about strangers when they pass by?
I do.
Are they romantic and tragic, Shakespearean in nature?
Yeah, mine too.
Have you ever walked down a crowded street and felt real lonely?
I have.
Do you get an achy feeling, that still feels good somehow?
Me too.
What have we found.
Same old fears.
Do you run away from your problems?
I do.
Do you hide under a blanket till they're all gone?
Yep, I do that too.
How I wish.
How I wish you were here.
So you think can tell.
A smile from a veil.
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