songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
so long ago I left it in the dust

So long ago I left it in the dust / Well I was so young and dumb / Ran far away but I have to admit / Sometimes I miss where I’m from (Eels)

there’s a man who walks beside me he is who I used to be

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

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 […]