songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
make the most of being lost in what time we’re allowed
© T., Darmstadt, 2016, Florian Fritsch

So come on darling stay with me / Let’s cut through the crowd / Make the most of being lost / In what time we’re allowed (Marah)

if tomorrow wasn’t such a long time
© T., Darmstadt, 2016, Florian Fritsch

If today was not an endless highway / If tonight was not a crooked trail / If tomorrow wasn’t such a long time / Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all (Bob Dylan as sung by Jeffrey Foucault)

when silent winds pushed across the plains how long must I wait
© T., Darmstadt, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Oh brother I’m tired / My courage gone away / My gun it won’t fire / And my legs can’t bear this weight / I want to run far / So far from this place / Where the grass grows tall / I can hide beneath the blades (Caitlin Canty)