streets damp and warm empty smell metal weeds between buildings pictures on my hard drive but i m the luckiest guy not the loneliest guy steam under floor shards by the mirror s frame clouds green and low no sign no nothing now but i m the luckiest guy not the loneliest guy all the pages that have turned all the errors left unlearned oh well i m the luckiest guy not the loneliest guy in the world not me not me