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 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 foreign land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazely stare At all the millions here 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 Originally by David Bowie 
Triage 