[Intro]
"And disciplinary remains mercifully"
"Yes and um, I’m with you, Derek, this star nonsense"
"Yes, yes"
"Now which is it?"
"I am sure of it"

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 1: David Gilmour]
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?

[Verse 2: David Gilmour]
Did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change? Did you exchange
A walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus: David Gilmour]
How I wish, how I wish you were here
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl, year after year
Running over the same old ground, what have we found?
The same old fears, wish you were here
[Instrumental Outro]