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 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 we found? The same old fears, wish you were here.
Pink Floyd.
_________________ "Continueremo a fare delle nostre vite poesie, fino a quando Libertą non verrą declamata sopra le catene spezzate di tutti i popoli oppressi".Vittorio Arrigoni
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