Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
You think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain?
And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Farewell Mr. Floyd!
Shine On!
Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here 