songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
tried to pick up the pieces & get away without getting hurt
© Messplatz, Darmstadt 2012 by Fritsch

When we found the things we loved / They were crushed and dying in the dirt / We tried to pick up the pieces / And get away without getting hurt / But they caught us at the state line / And burned our cars in one last fight / And left us running burned […]

kick ‚til the dust comes up from the cracks in the floor
© Westjütland, Denmark 2012 by Fritsch

Said it’s a mean old world, heavy in need / That big machine is just picking up speed / They were supping on tears, they were supping on wine / We all get to heaven in our own sweet time / So come all you Asheville boys and turn up your old-time noise / And […]

floating away on a barrel of pain
© Messplatz, Darmstadt 2012 by Fritsch

My mind is failing and my body grows weak / My lips won’t form the words I speak / I’m floating away on a barrel of pain / New York City won’t see me again (Karen Dalton)