songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
every time we’re up we’re falling down
© Strandkörbe, Ostsee, 2013, Florian Fritsch

Stumble forward, take the bottle from the shelf / Some silver harmony that makes its way back now / Find the confidence it takes to leave this place / Cock the trigger, check your head and have your say / It’s not forever now, but still you don’t see how / Every time we’re up we’re [...]

walked away from everything I leaned on, only to find it’s made of wood
© Carts, Potsdam, 2013, Florian Fritsch

I am a cinematographer / I am a cinematographer / I am a cinematographer / I am a cinematographer / And I walked away from New York City / And I walked away from everything that’s good / And I walked away from everything I leaned on / Only to find it’s made of wood [...]

went wrong in the same place where the river splits towards the sea
© Strand, Mecklenburg-Vorpommern, Florian Fritsch, 2013

I always went wrong in the same place / Where the river splits towards the sea / That couldn’t possibly be you and me / Sometimes you sleep while I take us home / That’s when I know we really have a home / I never like to land / Getting back up seems impossibly [...]