songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
the deer is in the audience by the border of the darkness
© Sankt Pauli, Hamburg, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Oh darling, when it’s you I see in headlights, driving down the golden highway / And salvation in the beauty of some brace / And the deer is gone without me to the valley of surrender / There is still another world along it’s tracks / But there’s that sign up to a hill to [...]

if I listen while no one answers the winds can only echo a goodbye
© Kopenhagen, Dänemark, 2015, Florian Fritsch

Painting nightlight in searching questions / Cannot catch the shadow that is me / Running naked and unmentioned / Through the death of a saltless sea / No one knows me in the morning / No one sees me go walking by / And if I listen while no one answers / The winds can [...]

but I could hear the ghosts singing on the other side
© Storebæltsbroen, Dänemark, 2015, Florian Fritsch

I left this town with the throttle open wide / The heater was blowing but nothing inside / Could ember the darkness or swallow my pride / When I left this town I was running (Jeffrey Foucault)