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The Man Who Sold The Word

4. 11. 2007

 The Man Who Sold The Word

We passed upon the stairs,
Spoken walls and wells,
Although I was a friend
Sat on walls astrand,
Which came as so surprised,
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago

Oh no, not me,
We never lost control,
The face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

I laughed and shook his hand,
Made my way back home,
I searched from farther land,
Years and years I roamed,
I gazed all gazers there,
We walked a million hills
I must have died alone,
A long long time ago.

Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

Who knows, not me,
I never lost control,
Your face, to face,
With the man who sold the world.

 

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