~

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 a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh, no
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 gazeless stare
We marked a million hills
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago

Who knows?
Not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

~

Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

~

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