songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
here we go, here we go, black starts to shine
© Alexandrinenstr., Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

I’m on that open road tonight / Cera Impala songs should save my live / And just like every night I’m creeping down that line / Woman got away on an overland bus / My name is carved right into dust / And just like every night I’m creeping down that line / And here [...]

let my hunger take me there
© Gropiusallee, Dessau, 2016, Florian Fritsch

This house / She’s holding secrets / I got my change behind the bed / In a coffee can / I throw my nickels in / Just incase I have to leave / And I will go if you ask me to / I will stay if you dare / And if I go I’m [...]

all of your high hopes have all headed south
© Damaschkestr., Dessau, 2016, Florian Fritsch

When the wine stops working and you’re all run out / And all of your high hopes have all headed south / And the songs left the stable and they never came home / And there ain’t no forgetting that you’re out on your own (Gregory Alan Isakov)