Pink Floyd

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in read more

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year read more

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.

And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a read more

And I can feel one of my turns coming on.
I feel cold as a razor blade,
Tight as a tourniquet,
Dry as a funeral drum.