songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
but her mind would travel multitudes your eye could not conceive

When the night sky is your only friend / When you’re tired of playing pretend / When the ground under your feet / Feels like no more than a dream / And you’re in over your head / And your instincts are not fed / Well, you’re not free / You don’t feel free (Alice Phoebe […]

the wind, moved like an echo, carrying their voices

Well some day I hope to find / That land of funny wine / Where the coffee grows on the wide oak trees / And those sugar coated mountaints in the spring begin to melt to sweetest stream / Reached night, the starlight and the sea / Together form eternity / And the wind moves […]

we would cut the lights, race the moon right over the trees

Once we drove all night / Wind in our hair, blood in our cheeks / We would cut the lights / Race the moon right over the trees / Drink the bottle dry / Watch the sun rise out of the sea (Caitlin Canty)