Blue in Green

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 we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here

pink floyd...

I'm missing this.
Every time I lay down, and look over and see you.
I hear you, echoing around me,
images fluttering by like moths in the lamps.
conversations in the distance, crickets in the dark.
What am I to do?
What's to be done here?
I'm surrounded by you, but I'm alone.
You're like the night I can't sleep through.