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 gazley stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, 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