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I grew up in a house of open doors
Everybody drifting in and out with the wind
The willow tree waving hello, goodbye
Any old place was a good place

it's a game
And now I am better than "win-or-lose"
There's a new direction that I'd like to choose
It's called the truth
It's called the truth

it's a game
And now I am better than "win-or-lose"
There's a new direction that I'd like to choose
It's called the truth
It's called the truth

Subway Tree

Depressive Age

Symbols for the Blue Times

of hope for the artists
Their caves, which the trains never can reach,
So I go by foot
Rainbows in the sewer rising just like me
I'll live in the hollows

directions
Waiting to fall home
Then one day we die
There’s a train heading
Into the Golden skies
Better hop on
And enjoy the ride
So flap your wings
And don’t

Friday comes with little warning
Saturday is close behind
Then you sleep in Sunday morning
Monday back out on the line
Bitter friends go passing by

poison the forms of your addiction calms to make us civil.
paralyze this body to stake direction with chemicals and contract hits.
feeding on me, paralyzed

they tell
It should be obvious, I think this is obvious
Do you see this movement? Emigration in the wrong direction
It should be obvious! Can it be any

Cascade   

Sometimes I get a feelin’
Like a burnin’ fire on a winter morn
It comes on unexpectedly
Picks me up and keeps me warm

All the sad things

mind 
that the futures not theirs to decide 

how can a man 
tell a woman what to do with her body ?
oh somebody tell me 
and how can you stand by
“the

Chasing The Wind
David Erickson
E-100

Verse One
Vanity, vanity the preacher says.  All our work is in vain.
Nothing in this world, alone, but

She's got it
The woman with brown hands
(Her skin)
She's got it
Ask her can she hear me
(Can you hear me?)
She had it
I can't stay by your side
(Calling,

I'm walking with ease
Winds push me away
Direction not some, yeah
Prosecuted by this fizz

Suck the road and rape the grey sky
Hitch-hike along

was built in stone
The old tram was my connection
Taxi filled with people all alone
Going in the same direction
Lighthouse of Alexandria
Rebuilt to Fort

the wrong direction
Up the mountain with your blessing we will go
Ground it shakes when it’s unexpected
Stuck in place while the town is crumbling below

there's nothing left
The crow feasts upon it's self

There's no one writing our fate
The path is paved by us alone

Upon a lonely rock
On the great unknown

correction (and downhere text in Russian too):
   Shamanic Champagne
got up early at the shaman's
I mowed Datura
and wearing his Panama hat
suddenly opened

directions

Oh shamanic champagne
a swarm of visions gives out
and bubbles in consciousness
they go numb like honey

what wild visions
with dandelion jam
they

directions

Oh shamanic champagne
a swarm of visions gives out
and bubbles in consciousness
they go numb like honey

what wild visions
with dandelion jam
they

To the tune of “Justified” by Kacey Musgraves

[Verse 1]
Primary motor cortex
crea 4, functions in
Fine movements and motor strength
cnd movement

gone
Yeah she's safe in that oasis in the sun
Yes she's already gone

On a small bed, an empty bottle by her head
The fan above plays tricks with her

All our journeys begin at the same location
Moving in the same direction
Towards the same destination

Though each with unique velocities
All pausing

DIRECTION

COMPLETELY DISAPPEARS
BY 
THE BLUE TILED WALLS NEAR THE MARKET STALL
S
THERE'S A HIDDEN DOOR SHE LEADS 
YOU TO
THESE DAYS, SHE SAYS, I FEEL MY LIFE

DIRECTION

COMPLETELY DISAPPEARS
BY 
THE BLUE TILED WALLS NEAR THE MARKET STALL
S
THERE'S A HIDDEN DOOR SHE LEADS 
YOU TO
THESE DAYS, SHE SAYS, I FEEL MY LIFE