The Man Who Sold the World
We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and whenAlthough I wasn't there, he said I was his friendWhich came as some surprise I spoke into his eyesI thought you died alone, a long long time ago
Oh no, not meI never lost controlYou're face to faceWith The Man Who Sold the World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back homeI searched for form and land, for years and years I roamedI gazed a gazeless stare at all the millions hereWe must have died along, a long long time ago
Who knows? not meWe never lost controlYou're face to faceWith the Man who Sold the World