Thursday, September 22, 2005
Nirvana
Man who sold the world

We passed upon the stair, 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
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 or land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare, we walked 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