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- cifra   
The Man Who Sold The World
  
   We passed upon the stairs 
 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 
 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 from form and land 
 For years and years I roamed   
 I gazed the gazeless stare 
 We walked a millions 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