He came from the land of know-where, that man that I never knew. He looked a bit like know-body, he sounded like, "I don't know"? He wore clothes of no description, he wore shoes from that place down there. His hair was of a colour not invented yet, or was it black or grey or fair. He was visiting a place he'd never been to, his footsteps they made no sound. It didn't really matter where he went to, its not like he'd ever be found. He's the man who came from know where, the man without a face. He came from a town called oblivion, then vanished without a trace.