songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
we could open up this suitcase full of sparks
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Traveling through the graveyard with a suitcase full of sparks / Honey, I’m just trying to find my way to you / Lit up every campfire I found out in the dark / Oh, I cut down all the cottonwoods (Gregory Alan Isakov)

city birds & alley girls, they all just sing for free
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Off in the night, you can hear ‘em bright / The Sirens of the Sea / Oh and city birds and alley girls, they all just sing for free / Oh they all just sing for free (Gregory Alan Isakov)

give me shoes that weren’t made for standing
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Well it’s 3 a.m. again, like it always seems to be / Drivin’ northbound, drivin’ homeward, drivin’ wind is drivin’ me / And it just seems so funny that I always end up here / Walkin’ outside in the storm while looking way up past the tree-line / It’s been some time (Gregory Alan Isakov)