songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
we would cut the lights, race the moon right over the trees
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Once we drove all night / Wind in our hair, blood in our cheeks / We would cut the lights / Race the moon right over the trees / Drink the bottle dry / Watch the sun rise out of the sea (Caitlin Canty)

the morning bird choir & the sounds of coffee boiling on the pot
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Silence is golden some may say, some may say / I say silence is an aimless time to kill / It’s a restless feeling pounding on my brain both night and day / And these old wheels of mine spin louder as it builds (Mandolin Orange)

take this heart of gold and melt it down, I’ll come around
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Out the door and down the drive  / There’s a part of me that tries / To keep that highway’s call to me away / And another, further still / That sadly never will / Feel at home no matter how long I may stay / So take this heart of gold and melt it [...]