We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when Although I wasnt 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 Youre 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 Youre face to face With the Man who Sold the World
Posted on: Wed, 08 Oct 2014 20:35:07 +0000
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