songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
got no place in this old world, shackle bound, but still I roam
© Kranichstein, Darmstadt, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Runnin’ from my family / Driftin’ from my home / Thinking not of who I am / Thinking only of where I’m going / Oh got no place in this old world / Shackle bound, but still I roam / Said got no place in this old world / Shackle bound, but still I roam [...]

these lights in our street are ours & tonight the street are ours
© Rosa-Luxemburg-Str., Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

Do you know how to kill loneliness at last / Oh there’s so much there to heal dear and make tears things of the past / But do you know that tonight the street are ours / Tonight the street are ours / And these lights in our street are ours / And tonight the [...]

that man that she was looking for was only twenty streets away
© Too Slow to Disco, Berlin, 2014, Florian Fritsch

There was a lonely girl from nowhere / With a smile all sweet with pain / And she never stopped to wonder / If she’d see him again / It was a private conversation / No one heard her say / That man that she was looking for / Was only twenty streets away (Lyle [...]