THE LONELIEST GUY

The Loneliest Guy
Streets turn from walls
Empty smell, that's all
Weeds between buildings
Pictures on my hard drive
But I'm the luckiest guy
Not the lonliest guy

Steam from the floor
Shows by the mirror's frame
Clouds green and old
Lost and know nothing at all
But I'm the luckiest guy
Not the lonliest guy

All the pages that have turned
All the errors left unlearned, oh
But I'm the luckiest guy
Not the lonliest guy
In the world
Not me
Not me