with any luck, I thought; we might have been the first to go live on the moon and do as we pleased even if no other had landed his soft baby boots on it's surface where the men and women danced with no faces
with any luck, I reckoned we might just be the first to dig a hole underground full of tunnels and caves even if no one else had dug with his own nails as we did where we hear no sound whatsoever
with any luck you would shoot yourself on the doorway and the dogs and wild beasts to take care of the cleaning so as to silence for long the angry jeers and angry eyes that you keep pointing and laughing what us with our sad faces