All The Lost Souls...

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here (Waters, Gilmour)

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys 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 heros 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.

and

Walked out this morning, don't believe what I saw

Hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore

Seems I'm not alone at being alone

Hundred billion castaways, looking for a home.

Message in a bottle in a fish bowl? How far would it get before being found? And who would find it anyway? Am I sending out an S.O.S. to the world? Who knows? And who cares? Am I remembering the dead? All the time, dudes. All the time!