Silvio Vinci

THEORY OF MAYBE (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci, Ipotesi) I saw tomorrow in a glass, It had no future, had no past, A yellow horse was counting rain Inside the corridors of my brain. The ceiling opened like an eye, A paper moon began to cry, I asked the shadow for my name — It smiled and disappeared again. Maybe I’m here, Maybe I’m gone, Maybe the night Is dreaming the da...

ATOMS IN THE WHISPER (reworking of original instrumental track , Atoms in the whisper, by Silvio Vinci) Atoms in the whisper, Dust behind the sun, Something keeps on moving When everything is done. Velvet on the ceiling, Mercury below, I can feel the colour But I don’t know where to go. Atoms in the whisper, Calling through the wire, Tiny little secrets Dancing in the fire. Atoms in the whisper, M...

PROJECTIONS (reworking of original instrumental track , Projections, By Silvio Vinci) You throw your shadow on my wall, Make it ten feet wide and tall, Tell me things I ought to be, But every picture looks like me. You paint the future black and white, Then disappear into the light, I hear your voice behind the door — I don’t believe it anymore. Projections! Coming through the glass, Projections!...

SPACE PAINT -pt.2 - Alternate version (by Silvio Vinci) Silver dust upon the window, Saturn hanging in the rain, I can hear the planets turning Like a slow and distant train. You were sleeping in the blue light, With the moon across your face, And I drew a line around you Just to keep you there in space. Space paint, Running down the walls of night, Colours nobody can name, Burning softly out of s...

SECOND HAND TRUTH (reworking of instrumental original track, Polium, by Silvio Vinci) You heard it on the corner, you read it on the wall, everybody’s talking but nobody knows at all. You wear somebody’s answer like a brand-new suit, but I don’t need another second hand truth. Second hand truth — coming down the line. Second hand truth — somebody else’s mind. Take it, shake it, turn it inside out....

HOMEWORK (reworking of original instrumental track, Homework, by Silvio Vinci ) I’ve been reading all the signs, trying to straighten crooked lines. Teacher said, “Boy, learn the rules,” but I learned more outside of school. Got no answers on my page, just a rhythm in a cage. Give me time, give me room — I’ll find the truth inside the groove. Homework! I’ve been working all night long. Homework! T...

PODCAST - By Silvio Vinci Everybody’s got a microphone, talking like they’re never alone. Big ideas in a little room, selling truth with a plastic boom. Swipe it up, turn it down, another king without a crown. Everybody knows the way — everybody’s got something to say. Podcast! Talk it to me, talk it fast. Podcast! Make the moment last. Turn it up, break it down, send that funky word around. Midni...

BLACK NIGHT (by Silvio Vinci) Verse 1 Black night crawling up my wall, low light, I can hear it call. Street heat running through my shoes, no sleep — got nothing to lose. Black night, keep it rolling slow. Black night, take me where I wanna go. No questions, no alibis, just that rhythm in your eyes. Back door, quarter after two, blue smoke hanging over you. One look, everything goes still, one be...

CAVE WATER DROPS I walked where the daylight Forgot how to stay, Down through the silence, Far from the day. The walls held their shadows, The cold knew my name, And somewhere in darkness A little drop came. Cave water drops, One by one, Counting the years Where there is no sun. Cave water drops, Soft and slow, Tell me the things Only old stones know. I dreamed of a river That flowed through the a...

TAKE THE CURVE (reworking of original instrumental track , The Curve, By Silvio Vinci) I saw you standing by the light, Black boots shining in the night, You said, “Don’t follow what you know — There’s another way to go.” Take the curve! Don’t slow down! Take the curve! Turn it all around! No straight lines, no return — Hit the curve and let it burn! Street signs pointing everywhere, Cheap suits t...

BORROWED MORNING (reworking of original instrumental track , Lormetazepam, by Silvio Vinci) Something quiet closed the door, I don’t remember anymore. Faces melted into walls, Distant voices down the halls. I dreamed in pieces, out of time, Someone else’s sleep was mine. It’s a borrowed morning, A borrowed light, I left my dreams Somewhere last night. My eyes are open, My head is slow, I know I’m...

LOW GEAR (reworking of original instrumental track , Mistikanza, by Silvio Vinci) Keep it low, Keep it tight, Something moving Underneath the night. No destination, No need to know, Just hit the pocket — And let it go. Low gear, All night long, Low gear, Where the beat belongs. Don’t push it, Don’t make it clear — Just ride that rhythm In low gear. One step forward, Half step back, Fingers burning...

FRIENDSHIP (reworking of Friendship , instrumental by Silvio Vinci) We don’t need a reason, we don’t need a plan, you know where I’m going before I know where I am. Some people come like thunder, some disappear like rain, but you keep walking with me down that same old crooked lane. Friendship — no promises to keep. Friendship — it runs a little deep. No questions, no conditions, nothing left to p...

BLUES FOR JULIE (reworking go Blues For Julie, instrumental by Silvio Vinci) Julie came by in the morning, sunlight falling through her hair, I was looking for an answer, she just smiled and left it there. Blues for Julie, slow and easy, sweet and low, Blues for Julie, there are things she’ll never know. Julie moves across the city, like a shadow dressed in gold, every word she leaves behind her t...

RUBBER WALL (reworking of Muro di Gomma , original Track by Silvio Vinci) I knocked on your door till my knuckles turned red, I called out your name, but the silence spoke instead. Every word I throw at you comes rolling back to me, I’m talking to a shadow that don’t wanna hear or see. Rubber wall, throw my words right back at me. Rubber wall, ain’t no door and ain’t no key. I push, you move, then...

MISSISSIPPI DRAW (by Silvio Vinci) Sun went down on a cotton road, Sun went down, Lord, I walked alone. Got dust in my shoes, And trouble in my bones. River keeps rollin’, black and slow, River keeps rollin’ where the lost men go. I called my baby’s name, But the water don’t know. It’s that Mississippi draw, Pullin’ me down low. That Mississippi draw, Won’t ever let me go. I got one hand on the bo...

VAMP (reworking, add vocal of Original Track Vamp, by Silvio Vinci) She came in late with a midnight smile, Black dress moving in a dangerous style. She took one look, then turned away — Left that rhythm with nothing to say. Low light burning, heat on the wall, She don’t need nothing, she don’t need us at all. One step forward, two steps slow, Everybody watching where she’s gonna go. Vamp… Keep th...

THE CURVE MOD [Intro – spoken] Turn it left. Push it harder. Don’t touch the red line. [Verse 1] Chrome eyes — electric skin, feed the noise and pull me in. Bent light crawling up the wall, I hear the curve before I fall. [Pre-Chorus] Higher… Lower… Twist it till the signal breaks. [Chorus] THE CURVE MOD! Bend my head — distort the sound. THE CURVE MOD! Turn the whole damn world around. No straigh...

TRAVELDIARY [Verse 1] I wrote your name on a station wall, somewhere south of nowhere. A coffee cup, a midnight train, your picture everywhere. Different rooms, different skies, same old shoes beside the bed. Every town becomes a line in a book inside my head. [Chorus] Travel diary, keep another night for me. Every road, every face, every place I had to leave. Travel diary, pages blowing in the wi...

THE LOUNGE [Intro – spoken] Come inside… Leave the city at the door. There’s always room in the Lounge. [Verse 1] Low light falling on the table, slow smoke dancing through the room, someone laughing by the window, someone singing out of tune. Old man sleeping by the speaker, young girl moving with the bass, everybody came from somewhere, nobody is leaving this place. [Chorus] Down in the Lounge,...

RUNNING IN DAKOTA FIELDS [Verse 1] Morning broke across the highway, dust was hanging in the air, I had forty miles behind me and another dream to spare. Old boots underneath the dashboard, radio was fading out, there was nothing left to follow, nothing left to figure out. [Chorus] Running in Dakota fields, where the sky goes on forever, running where the cold wind feels like it knows me better. N...

BLACK TREES [Verse 1] Black trees leaning on the moon, silver shadows fill the room. Someone left the window wide, someone whispered from outside. I saw the river lose its name, I saw the night forget the rain. And every road I thought I knew turned into another shade of blue. [Chorus] Black trees, standing where the daylight ends. Black trees, waiting like forgotten friends. Don’t ask me where I’...

SWEET FRUIT OF THE ASH (by Silvio Vinci) [Verse I] Morning sleeps inside your eyes, silver birds cross violet skies, I found your shadow in the grass, sweet fruit of the ash. The river turns without a sound, little moons fall to the ground, your fingers touch the looking glass, sweet fruit of the ash. [Chorus] Stay with me where the colours slowly grow, where the wind forgets to blow, and no one n...

VOODOO CLAV (reworking of instrumental original track by Silvio Vinci, thanks to JH) Turn it up… I hear that old machine breathing. [Verse] Black wire burning in my hand, electric fever across the land, red moon crawling down my spine, somebody stole the hands of time. [Chorus] Voodoo Clav! Hit me once, hit me twice, Voodoo Clav! Roll the bones, throw the dice. [Instrumental – Clavinet / Wah Guita...

THE BRONZE AGE [Intro – whispered] Before the iron, before the written law, we raised our towers to speak with the stars. [Verse I] Copper from the mountains, tin across the sea, fire inside the furnace gave the gods their key. Sails beneath Orion, cities made of stone, kings beneath the lion gate dreaming on their thrones. [Chorus] We were born in the Bronze Age, under a blood-red sun, building r...