shine maker

Wish you were here.

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?

So do you think we can change?..

How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're one lost soul 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.