songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
but the sunset is flown away to the west
© Heiden, Schweiz, 2016, Florian Fritsch

If the time were not now I think I might stay / Right here with my feet on the ground / But the sunset is flown away to the west / And it’s her I must follow on down / Her I must follow on down (Jeffrey Foucault)

send your heart back from where you left it
© Bodensee, Schweiz, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Knock the breath out of your madness / Burn your photographs at the edges / Send your heart back from where you left it / Took a long way to come here / Got a long way to go (Caitlin Canty)

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)