songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
with legs like stones I tried to get away & run
© Alexandrinenstr., Berlin, 2016, Florian Fritsch

Drivin’ through the streets I once knew / Some made me wanna fly, some made me dream of you / You can tell by the way I talk where I come from / And spend a thought on me when I’m long, long gone (SongDogs)

let my hunger take me there
© Gropiusallee, Dessau, 2016, Florian Fritsch

This house / She’s holding secrets / I got my change behind the bed / In a coffee can / I throw my nickels in / Just incase I have to leave / And I will go if you ask me to / I will stay if you dare / And if I go I’m [...]

all of your high hopes have all headed south
© Damaschkestr., Dessau, 2016, Florian Fritsch

When the wine stops working and you’re all run out / And all of your high hopes have all headed south / And the songs left the stable and they never came home / And there ain’t no forgetting that you’re out on your own (Gregory Alan Isakov)