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 
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 along 
long, long time ago 

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