Silvio Vinci

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...

ANXIETY (reworking) [Verse 1 — tense, half-spoken] My shoes know the distance From the bed to the door. I’ve done a hundred miles On a ten-foot floor. TV talking To an empty chair. I kill the sound— But it’s still in the air. [Chorus — shouted] WHO LET YOU IN? WHO GAVE YOU A KEY? You wear my face, But you don’t speak for me! [Verse 2 — clipped, restless] I laugh too soon. I talk too fast. I answer...

LOOSE CHANGE (reworking of original instrumental track, February Blues, By Silvio Vinci) Change in the lining Of a second-hand coat. A man by the station Bending one blue note. Rain on the pavement, Nobody stops. I drop a little silver In his paper cup. Play a little longer, Let the whole street sway. All the things I thought I needed Sound so far away. (So far away…) He says, “Pick a number.” I s...

CANDLE BIT (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Wax upon the windowsill, Your shoes beneath my chair. The record’s down to one last groove, We leave it turning there. A little less forever, A little more tonight. You don’t have to promise— Just lean into the light. You laugh about the coat I wore The night we missed the train. I say it wasn’t half that bad; You laugh at me ag...

BLACK DIRT & BORROWED TIME (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) [Verse 1] Daddy left a tractor And a note he couldn’t pay. I can get that motor talking, Can’t make the bank go away. [Chorus] Roll on, muddy water, Go on, have your say. You can take another acre, But you won’t take me away. [Verse 2] Her dress behind the kitchen door Still smells of last July. She said she’d le...

BODAL (reworking of instrumental track, Bodales, by Silvio Vinci) He wears his Sunday shoes on Tuesday Takes the long way home Reads the news without believing Anything at all Cheap perfume A plastic chair Someone laughing Nobody there Come on, come on You know the game Change your face Forget your name Bodal! Where you gonna go? Bodal! Everybody knows You can paint it black You can paint it gold...

EVERYBODY’S FINE (reworking of original instrumental track, Blur Like, by Silvio Vinci) Billy bought another car Never gets him very far Jenny’s standing in the rain Waiting for the world to change Monday morning Half past nine Nothing’s wrong Everybody’s fine Here we are Here we go Everybody knows But nobody knows… [Chorus] Everybody’s fine Everybody’s alright Living for the weekend Sleeping thro...

WHEN THE MORNING FINDS ME (reworking from instrumental track By Silvio Vinci) I’ve been walking with the shadows, I’ve been talking to the rain, trying to find a little meaning in the middle of the pain. There were nights I kept on running with nowhere left to go, but something in the distance kept saying, take it slow. And I don’t need an answer, I don’t need to understand, I just need a little m...