Jason Decker - The Man Who Sold The World

Candles jump into a painting
Let the colors melt away
Will then I be home
Spirals float into young eyes
Let it chase through the feathered skies
Will then there be a home
But for the man who sold the world
Is it hard to be a lover
For the man who sold the world
Is it all on your side
But if you pick up all the pieces
Will it always be the kind
That you lost
When you sold the world
Ride the wind till the summer sets
As an island looks through a glass
Will then I see a smile
The postman halts to a gentle grin
Sing songs off a proper hymn
Will then there be a smile
But for the man who sold the world
Is it hard to be a lover
For the man who sold the world
Is it all on your side
But if you pick up all the pieces
Will it always be the kind
That you wished
When you sold the world
That you lost
When you sold, the world

Written by:
Jason Decker

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