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 time ago
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 gazely stare at all the millions hereWe must have died alone a long time ago
Who knows, not meWe never lost controlYou're face to faceWith the man who sold the world