Greg Freeman
Salesman
Light spent your life wrapping all around you
And always finding your form
Now it drifts like some blind drunk salesman
Looking for you door to door
Your clock beat twice
But they sounded the same
One for every being here
One closer to going away
Been down at the bench of your party
I got confused by the view
Most men live and die by the same rules, baby
But fate has made itself a story out of you
This life don't quit
You know as well as me
And with one last look back at all the bullshit, yeah
You two-stepped to eternity
From Letras Mania