Men walkin’ ‘long the railroad tracks / Goin’ someplace there’s no goin’ back / Highway patrol choppers comin’ up over the ridge / Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge / Shelter line stretchin’ round the corner / Welcome to the new world order / Families sleepin’ in their cars in the southwest / No home, no job, no peace, no rest / The highway is alive tonight / But nobody’s kiddin’ nobody about where it goes / I’m sittin’ down here in the campfire light / Searchin’ for the ghost of Tom Joad (Bruce Springsteen)

The pixartix folks did it again. A new road, a new cycle named “heimatlos” will accompany you to new places & photographers.

You know what? I’m in a good mood today / Well I’m so happy it’s not yesterday / Man it was brutal, with plenty of tissues / I guess you could say that I had issues / But it’s looking good, I dug my way out / I’m changing up what the story’s about / When the world stops making sense / Just taking what you can get / When the people on the street start looking like silhouettes / When the words just sound like noise / I need a new alphabet / When the world stops making sense / I make a new alphabet (Eels)

Bluebird on a telephone line / How are you? I’m feeling fine / Sweetly do I whisper your name / Lonely solo taxi ride to a cheap motel / On the wrong side of the tracks / The facts are tricky to explain / Cold front bearing down / Blowing in from Birmingham / By dawn the window’s wet with icy rain / Behind fourteen doors / A sad parade of paramours / Are throwing little white rocks at sorrow’s window pane / Me, I’ve found someone to love more than the rain (Jim White)