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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