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 gazely 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
