songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
we would cut the lights, race the moon right over the trees

Once we drove all night / Wind in our hair, blood in our cheeks / We would cut the lights / Race the moon right over the trees / Drink the bottle dry / Watch the sun rise out of the sea (Caitlin Canty)

every day that comes along has a silver medal on

Nothing soars like falcons it’s all paper planes / Nothing stings like thistles and nothing floods like rain / Nothing roars like fire when you’re standing on your own / No shelter from the coming storm will ever feel like home (Darlingside & Caitlin Canty)

send your heart back from where you left it

Knock the breath out of your madness / Burn your photographs at the edges / Send your heart back from where you left it / Took a long way to come here / Got a long way to go (Caitlin Canty)