songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
we will rise above the city like smoke
© Friedrichsgracht, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

With the weight of the world on your shoulders, you float / We will rise above the city like smoke / We will rise above the city like smoke (The Wave Pictures)

there’s a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be
© Olbrichweg, Darmstadt, 2014, Florian Fritsch

There’s a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be / And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me (Jason Isbell)

suitcase full of clothes, washed up on the shore of memory
© Stille, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

If the walls in the room could talk / I wonder to myself, would they lie? / It’s like some kind of jail / Beams of light fall through the curtains onto the bed / I’m all alone now, I can do as I please / I don’t feel like doing much of anything (Ryan [...]