The problem has been thoroughly examined by Duane. If there must be a duplicate, it should add something to what has already been said in the other reviews or present the work from a completely different perspective... in short, it must contain original insights. Otherwise, it serves no purpose.
I believe this is one of the most difficult albums to review; one could talk for hours about the concept that underlies the work and consequently the lyrics of the songs, a task that is always very challenging because there’s a risk of trivializing everything. You limited yourself to a quick and approximate analysis of the pieces, often oversimplifying them or misinterpreting the lyrics, failing to express their complexity and communicate the intrinsic magic of the music. For example, you could have said a thousand things about "Time," except that it’s fun; I mean, the whole piece is permeated by a certain underlying tragedy (just read the lyrics), and to say that it’s fun means completely misunderstanding the essence of the song. And how can we not mention the legendary solo by Gilmour?
Then, come on, not a word about the lyrics of "Breathe" (the line you quoted is quite insignificant because it’s completely out of context) nor about Gilmour’s soft guitar and the splendid vocal interplay with Wright. Not a word about "On the Run," how it perfectly represents the frenzy of modern life, about the background phrases (in this album, they are functional to understanding the pieces, not just simple flashy tricks, and you didn’t even mention them). In short, I could go on until tomorrow, waste tons of digital ink (for example, on the quirky rhythm that Money is based on and the historic sax solo by Dick Parry, on the poetry of Us and Them, on the pathos of Brain Damage which doesn’t simply talk about Barrett, on the epilogue of Eclipse and the definitive message of the work...) but I won’t, because I don’t like to be harsh and I believe I’ve made my point clear.
In conclusion: the album is epoch-making, almost irritating in its perfection; all the parts are incredibly balanced, music and words merge like perhaps in no other album, and it’s not easy to express and justify these things in a review, with so few lines available and without falling into mere praise.
However, the review doesn’t achieve its goal even partially and adds little to the others already present.
I’m sorry if I’ve been harsh, but take it as constructive criticism.
P.S. I also don’t agree with what you say about "Wish You Were Here"; for example, I consider it the masterpiece of the Floyd, being a more heartfelt and emotional album and less polished compared to this one, but this (sorry for the pun) is just my personal taste.