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Sunday, January 3, 2010

Man Who Sold The World

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 suprise I spoke into his eyes

I although you died alone, 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

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 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

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