We passed upon the stair, we spoke of
was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was
his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into
his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long
time ago
Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand, and made
my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years
and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions
here
We must have died along, a long long
time ago
Who knows? Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
