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 gazeless stare At all the millions here I 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