We passed upon the stairs, 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 We 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 from form and land, for years and years I roamed I gazed the gazeless stare at all the millions hills I must have died alone, a long long time ago Who knows? Not me I never lost control Youre face to face With the man who sold the world Who knows? Not me We never lost control Youre face to face With the man who sold the world.
Posted on: Mon, 09 Jun 2014 14:52:35 +0000
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