songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
I can always close my eyes to see

I’m old but not broken / Leaning heavy on hope and I’m hoping / I can always close my eyes to see / I’m tired but not sleepy / There’s a vision every night that I’m keeping / And the sun must rise for my eyes to see (Down Like Silver)

strong & bound for glory & cursed with a thousand stories

So I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light / I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light / I don’t know what I see, that light plays tricks on me / I’m sittin’ by my lonesome in the light (Gregory Alan Isakov)

through square windows, so clean I could see them walking away

Train station, I know you all too well / From the boarding we all came and fell / Into your room / The tracks raced beneath our feat / Through square windows, so clean / Well I could see them walking away (Gregory Alan Isakov)