songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
every day that comes along has a silver medal on
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Nothing soars like falcons it’s all paper planes / Nothing stings like thistles and nothing floods like rain / Nothing roars like fire when you’re standing on your own / No shelter from the coming storm will ever feel like home (Darlingside & Caitlin Canty)

now we circle the sidewalks of this suitcase town
© Bar, Berlin, 2013, Florian Fritsch

And now we circle the sidewalks of this suitcase town / We have found some comfort here / We are experts / We are experts of the past / Coffee is cold like evening air / And still we sit like watchmen / Sweet morning lady / Sweet, sweet is so necessary / I just [...]

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)