songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
but her mind would travel multitudes your eye could not conceive
© Wriezener Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

When the night sky is your only friend / When you’re tired of playing pretend / When the ground under your feet / Feels like no more than a dream / And you’re in over your head / And your instincts are not fed / Well, you’re not free / You don’t feel free (Alice Phoebe [...]

the wind, moved like an echo, carrying their voices
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2017, Florian Fritsch

Well some day I hope to find / That land of funny wine / Where the coffee grows on the wide oak trees / And those sugar coated mountaints in the spring begin to melt to sweetest stream / Reached night, the starlight and the sea / Together form eternity / And the wind moves [...]

desert keeps forming underneath the black moon
© Bamberger Str., Berlin, 2017, Florian Fritsch

I am always one / Without a warning / Whole days reappear / Lift away / Past the gate / Desert keeps forming underneath the black moon (Wilco)