songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
the crux of the sweet flux of such irresistible moan
© Sankt Peter-Ording, Schleswig-Holstein, 2014, Florian Fritsch

When folks fall in love they are delivered to the unknown / Fools that never fall are in love with the safety zone / You can end up all crippled up by the crazy seeds you’ve sown / Therein lies the crux of the sweet flux of such irresistible moan (Giant Sand)

I was lonesome & the wind blew bold
© Friedrichskoog-Spitze, Schleswig-Holstein, 2014, Florian Fritsch

The story’s been told a thousand times / But it never gets old / You don’t miss your water til your well runs dry / You don’t miss your spark until the night turns cold / Everything she touches turns to gold / Everything she touches turns to gold / She had the eye to […]

the world just stands still while the wind whirls wild & swift
© Sankt Peter-Ording, Schleswig-Holstein, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Time flies, so do I / Into the next decade / The wind sighs / As this day dies / And love lies all decayed / But then to spend / A moment with you / With you the moment is a gift / A gift where the world just stands still / While the […]