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 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