The Man Who Sold The World

Sílvia Pérez Cruz , Raül Fernandez Miró

We passed, we passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn′t thereHe 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
Along a million hills
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

Lost Control