Traveling Salesman - Patrick Watson

Deep

Deep in the tallest glass

A man lost its way

69 Chardonney

Sitting beside

There lays a traveling man

He fell from the skies

Selling some peace of mind

A man

Swimming with sharks in his glass

Can’t find his way

Confessed to the empty space

The traveling salesman

Fills in the gaps

Sells him the tools

To measure into the dark

Ain’t he divine

Selling the distance between us and the sky

Selling the distance between us and the sky

Ain’t he divine