songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
but the sunset is flown away to the west
© Heiden, Schweiz, 2016, Florian Fritsch

If the time were not now I think I might stay / Right here with my feet on the ground / But the sunset is flown away to the west / And it’s her I must follow on down / Her I must follow on down (Jeffrey Foucault)

lonely sunshine, darkened luck, pack it up, sun down, rusty truck
© Bodensee, Schweiz, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Coffee won’t work, late night world / Early morning, smell of girl / Wounds are slivered along the mend / Piled up letters I’ll never never never send / Seen my picture mirror on the wall / Seein’ myself everywhere makes me want to crawl / Seen my reflection even on the morning dew / [...]

they say in this place you can reinvent yourself
© Teufelsberg, Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Try to figure out and laugh yourself to the showers / Burn yourself alive and join the monster squad / They say in this place you can reinvent yourself (The National)