Silvio Vinci

LET THE WORLD WAIT (by Silvio Vinci) Coffee going cold Sun across the floor You don’t say a word I don’t need much more Let the world wait Let the clocks run Stay here a while We’re not done Voices on the stairs Someone’s running late You reach for my hand I forget the date Let the world wait Let the clocks run Stay here a while We’re not done Let the world wait… Just one more day…

reworking of MOVIN ON , instrumental by Silvio Vinci

A Sunday shirt, a second skin, I left a note beside your cup, A promise I would call. The kitchen clock was running fast, My coat was in the hall. A Sunday shirt, a second skin, A ticket creased in two. I watched the houses losing shape And tried not to think of you. **[Chorus · 0:47–1:06]** Let the last train leave without me, Let the wheels keep rolling on. For the first time in a long time, I c...

THE CLOCKMAKER'S GARDEN by Silvio Vinci Behind the walls of yesterday, A clockmaker had lost his way. He planted hours beneath the trees, And hung his minutes on the breeze. The silver birds refused to sing, The winter wore the crown of spring. And every flower, pale and blue, Remembered things it never knew. He turned the hands against the sun, And counted dreams instead of one. A thousand bells...

# PROJECT 44 by Silvio Vinci They gave me a number, They gave me a name. Forty-four reasons To play their little game. A man in a grey suit Was knocking at my door. He said, "You're looking different, We can't allow that anymore." Hey! Don't tell me what to do! I've got nothing left for you. Turn it on and shut the door, I'm not your forty-four! They painted all the windows, They took away the sun...

reworking of original track , regrowth , by Silvio Vinci (feat. F.Cherubini)

Reggae reworking version

reworking of instrumental track by Silvio Vinci

MISSOURI (reworking of instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) You wrote Missouri on a matchbook, Drew a star beside your town. “If you ever cross the river, I’m the third house further down.” Now I’m standing by your mailbox With a speech I won’t get through. There’s a curtain moving softly, Then the screen door—and there’s you. Let the evening take its time, Pull your chair up close to mine. I got g...

LONG TALL SHORTY Silvio Vinci She had to duck beneath the sign, Said, “Tell that drummer, take his time.” They called her Shorty at the bar; She laughed, “Depends on where you are.” I had a week’s work in my knees, She said, “We’ll soon take care of these.” One hand steady on my sleeve, One good reason not to leave. Long Tall Shorty, take it slow, We’ve still got a little night to go. One more tur...

HIDE MY TRACKS by Silvio Vinci Don’t stop the record. Not yet. Left my jacket on your chair, Let you think that I was there. Paid the band to play it twice, Bought myself a little time. Kitchen door and alley light, Someone else’s coat tonight. Took the long way through the crowd, Learned to leave without a sound. Keep the change, keep the key, Keep the man I used to be. Let that record spin till...

Summer To They Sons (alias BARRACUDA ) by Silvio Vinci -------------- Seventeen ninety-nine, Black flag against the sky. King’s men waiting on the shore— We just wave and let them try. No gold underneath the boards, No silver for the crown. Bales of ganja, stacked below— Batten all the hatches down. Roll, boys, roll with the tide, Got that island green inside. Let the kings count all their guns— W...

JULY (reworking of instrumental track by Silvio Vinci JULY Your shirt was hanging from a branch, my shoes were full of clay. July had burned the colour out of everything that day. We sat beneath the railway bridge and watched the hours drift away. Let it run, let it run, let it carry what it can. I don’t need to be that young to feel that way again. They took the old bridge down last spring; the b...

NOTHING ELSE Silvio Vinci Your coat is on the kitchen chair, you said you wouldn’t stay. The coffee’s cold; you leave it there, I put my phone away. We used to fill this room with plans. Now all I want is where I am. Let the whole world talk, let it wear itself out. Come a little closer, we can turn it down. No more grand designs, no one to impress. Your hand resting in mine— I need nothing else....

MILLER (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci ) Captain Miller, seal the doors, Earth is bleeding through the floor. One hundred women cleared to fly, You’re the only man inside. Set the engines, count to ten— Point this burning ship at Mars again. Red dust, electric sky, Take our fever, let it rise. Let the engines drown the sound Of the world we’re leaving now. Chosen from a m...

MILLER (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Captain Miller, seal the doors, Earth is bleeding through the floor. One hundred women cleared to fly, You’re the only man inside. Set the engines, count to ten— Point this burning ship at Mars again. Red dust, electric sky, Take our fever, let it rise. Let the engines drown the sound Of the world we’re leaving now. Chosen from a mi...

ROOM FOR TWO (by Silvio Vinci) Your old coat behind the door, Still a ticket in the sleeve From the night we missed the train And forgot we had to leave. Funny what the small things keep… When the rest has slipped away. I took pictures off the wall, Let the daylight fill the room. Put the records in a box, Kept the one I played for you. Leave a little room for me Leave a little room for me In the...

STAY A LITTLE LONGER (by Silvio Vinci) [Verse 1] You put your coat on half past ten, Then took it off and stayed again. The taxi waited down below, You waved it on and let it go. [Pre-Chorus] We always make a perfect plan, Then change it any way we can. [Chorus] Stay a little longer, Let the coffee go cold. Put your favourite record on, The one we both wore out. We can leave on Monday, We can chan...

WE TRUST (reworking of original instrumental track, In prog we trust, by Silvio Vinci) They sold tomorrow by the pound, We queued around the square. I bought an hour without a sound And spent it standing there. The man behind the counter smiled, “Your change is on its way.” He counted out my younger years And called it one more day. I want the time they couldn’t sell, The hour that never rang a be...

The shutters rattle in the rain, A train goes through and back again. They’ve put the cinema up for sale, The “coming soon” sign’s turning pale. You wear your father’s Sunday coat, I’ve got a tune caught in my throat. They call this place a ghost town now— We’ve got to wake it up somehow. Turn it up and let it run, We’re too young to come undone. Let the whole street hear that sound— We’re still h...

The city breathes through silver lungs, Its windows never open. I keep a forest on my tongue, A word I haven’t spoken. Above the roofs, a pale sun turns Behind a veil of wire. I touch the glass until it burns And dream the sky is fire. Let the air come rolling in, Break the seal and touch my skin. I have been away so long— I have been away so long— Give me breath to carry on. The planets turn like...

HOLD YOUR BREATH AND PRAY (reworking of instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) We took the seeds, we took the rain, We left the bells to ring. A thousand years inside a grain, And no returning spring. The windows filled with violet fire, The coast slipped out of sight. I watched the last cathedral spire Dissolve into the night. Carry me beyond the blue, Past the reach of yesterday. If there’s nothing...

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KAYLA CALLS SETH & JESSI TO SING A BALLAD IN G (by Silvio Vinci) Kayla called at half past nine, “Come on over, stay a while.” Seth came in with his guitar, Jessi with a weary smile. Coats were draped across the chairs, There were things we couldn’t say. Then a chord broke through the quiet, And we let it lead the way. Leave a little light for me, Let your voice come close to mine. If the words wo...

THE SPARE KEY by Silvio Vinci Your spare key’s lying By the kitchen phone. Funny how this old place Feels bigger on my own. Pale patch on the wallpaper Where our picture used to hang. This room’s got an echo— I taught the walls to sing. Let it roll, let it ride, Let that old floor shake. I gave you all my good years— That’s all you’re gonna take. Your headlights crossed my window, Then they slippe...