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?
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?
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
A great man I met one day who let me into his home, not knowing me, when I couldn’t get a hotel. He collected guitars but apparently never played in front of anyone. Ever. That night we was having a good time, drinking... I talked him into playing just one song. He played this one. Beautifully. Two nights after I went to see him to thank him again for his generosity and let him know I was returning home, my job was done. I genuinely thought he was a really good dude, felt like we’d been friends for years, leaving without stopping by would of been ridiculous. I can’t help but somehow call him a really good friend. When I hit there I learned by his landlord he passed away in his sleep the night before. He wasn’t sick. He wasn’t killed. He just... never woke up. I told her I was just there a day ago, told her how he we’re hanging out and he played guitar for me and she instantly says no wayyy he’s never played for anyone really? I met him by chance. He saved me that night. Wanted nothing in return. Of all people why’d he finally play for me and what made him pick that song? The odds of all that to stack up, at that time, feels more than coincidence. I’m a better person having met him. RIP GEORGE.
My grandmother was dying of lung cancer and in her final days my father and I brought her home from the hospital so she could die peacefully in her own home. On the car ride back from the hospital she told me to turn on the radio so that she could "hear music one last time", and this song came on the radio. She would die later that evening, some songs are just more important than words man
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This song saved my life... My wife left me after 5 years of marriage, my mother died 3 days after my divorce, my father got drug addicted and died, and I lost my job... I've tried to kill myself several times. And when I tried to attempt to kill myself with a shotgun I suddenly heard Pink floyd Wish you were here on my radio... At that moment I smiled after 3 month....And now Im married again to a beautiful wife, I have a son and a daughter, I got my job back and Im positive in live.... Without that song wish you were here, I wouldn't be here were I'm now.
I am in hospital having contracted Covid-19 whilst here for a leg operation. I hadn’t listened to any music for the two weeks I’ve been here. They put me with a guy in the same boat and I asked who his favourite artist is. He said Pink Floyd. I played this track and I’ll tell you something, when life and death are in front of you, this song is the nearest thing to heaven there is.
If only I could see my dad one last time and tell him how much I love and appreciate him for everything he's done to me. I will never forget the time I saw his body laid out in front of me in that coffin it was surreal I didn't believe that my best friend my right hand man was gone I love you dad and I miss you alot how I wish you were here
I lost my girlfriend , my love of life to a car accident just after a break up because of a stupid childish argument....8 and half years later still single , still miss her , I wish if only I told her that I love her to death one last time...
Edit : Thank you all for your kind messages