Pigs on the wing

PART ONE

If you didn't care

what happened to me,

and I didn't care for you,

we would zig zag our way

through the boredom and pain,

occasionally glancing up through the rain,

wandering

which of the buggers to blame

and watching

for pigs on the wing.

PART TWO

You know that I care

what happens to you,

and I know that you care

for me too,

so I don't feel alone

or the weight of the stone,

now that I've found somewhere safe

to bury my bone.

And any fool knows

a dog needs a home,

a shelter

from pigs on the wing.

(Roger Waters)