songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
truth leads us down strange roads, each one different I suppose
© Wiesenweg, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Don’t have what it takes to stay in one place / But I might have what it takes to make myself home / Not sure at any time where I will be found / Not sure you’d want to go there alone (Willard Grant Conspiracy)

so long ago I left it in the dust
© Pinnower Chaussee, Brandenburg, 2014, Florian Fritsch

So long ago I left it in the dust / Well I was so young and dumb / Ran far away but I have to admit / Sometimes I miss where I’m from (Eels)

we will rise above the city like smoke
© Friedrichsgracht, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

With the weight of the world on your shoulders, you float / We will rise above the city like smoke / We will rise above the city like smoke (The Wave Pictures)