Silvio Vinci

GROWLING AT THE GUESTS Something in the room tonight keeps on moving out of sight I don’t need to know the name I just follow where it came Every second, every sound pulls my feet into the ground No tomorrow, no before just that rhythm through the floor Hold it— hold it there… Don’t lose it. Keep it moving, let it roll let the rhythm take control I can feel it coming through Keep it moving, don’t...

THE DENIER You say the rain is falling upward, you say the fire isn’t warm. You watch the window slowly breaking, then swear there never was a storm. You change the names, you move the signs, you leave the truth three steps behind. Close your eyes and call it daylight, turn the evidence around. Keep on talking through the silence till you cannot hear the sound. You saw the smoke across the ceiling...

THE GODFATHER (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci ) He walks in slow, the room goes still. No need to talk, you know the drill. Black coffee, midnight chair, one little smile — he’s everywhere. The Godfather… moves in time. The Godfather… never draws the line. Low light, heavy air, someone leaves an empty chair. One word, one look, one name off the book. The Godfather… moves...

SHAPE OF NY OWN (reworking of PEACE OF CLAY , instrumental cover by Silvio Vinci) All of my life I’ve been wearing somebody’s name All of my life I’ve been learning somebody’s game They told me where to stand They told me when to move They gave me all the answers Before I knew the truth I tried to be Everything they wanted to see I tried to be The man they had imagined for me But every time I chan...

ONE MORE DOLLAR DOWN (reworking of Shuffle Jam, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Woke up this morning, my shoes were on the stairs Woke up this morning, my shoes were on the stairs Don’t remember coming home, but somebody left me there I looked inside my pocket, found a number and a dime Yeah, I looked inside my pocket, found a number and a dime The number said “Don’t call me” and the...

THE KID IN THE RED LIGHT DISTRICT (reworking of Original Track by Silvio Vinci & Stefano Muzzu) I was seventeen and restless, with a dollar in my shoe I was seventeen and restless, didn’t know what I should do So I followed all those red lights like a fool will sometimes do There was music through the doorway, there was whiskey on the floor Yeah, music through the doorway, and a shadow by the door...

SUPPOSE THAT (reworking of instrumental original track, Supponi Che, by Silvio Vinci) Suppose that I was wrong Suppose that you were right Suppose we missed the morning While talking through the night Suppose the road we left Was better than this one Would we turn the car around Or keep driving toward the sun? Suppose that, suppose that Everything could change Suppose that all the answers Were wai...

WHY DO I ALWAYS DO THE SAME THINGS? (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) I wake up late, I miss the train I swear I won’t do this again Same old shoes, same avenue Same mistakes I’m running through I change my mind, I change my plans Then end up where I always am I know the road, I know the signs Still I cross the same old lines Why do I always do the same things? Why do I al...

The Keyring #2 by Silvio Vinci

I WANT TO BE STEVE (reworking of Original Instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) I want that fire under my hands, a Hammond screaming through the band. A little soul, a little blue, one dirty chord to pull me through. I wanna be Steve, just for tonight, make that keyboard burn and make it feel right. I wanna be Steve, let the whole thing breathe — give me that soul hiding underneath. Give me a voice...

FUZZY TRUST (reworking of original track Fuzzy trust , instrumental by Silvio Vinci) You wear your truth in a velvet coat, half a promise, half a joke. Chrome reflections in your eyes, I like the sound — I don’t buy the lies. Fuzzy trust, fuzzy trust, give me something I can touch. Turn it loud, shake the dust, I don’t need you — but I need that fuzzy trust. Black boots running down the street, ch...

FROM LIGHTEST TO HEAVIEST (reworking of Tiro Dritto, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) I started with a whisper, barely touching the ground, a feather in the morning, a distant, weightless sound. Then something started turning, deep beneath my skin, the silence grew a heartbeat, and the weight came rolling in. From lightest to heaviest, from a spark into a flame, from nothing into every...

DROP (reworking of "Butta la pasta", by Silvio Vinci) Drop — when the beat gets low, drop — let your body know. No reason, no rules, just heat under your shoes. Slide to the left, lean to the right, keep that dirty rhythm tight. Drop! Let it roll. Drop! Lose control. Bass on the floor, drums on the one — don’t say nothing… Just drop.

ABYSS REFLECTIONS (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) I saw my face in a dying star, floating where the lost things are. No sky above, no ground below, just a silent pulse in the afterglow. Abyss reflections, calling my name, mirrors of darkness, burning without flame. I fall through the blue, I drift out of sight, a shadow turning slowly into light. Planets move like though...

FROM MEMPHIS TO CHICAGO (reworking) Verse Memphis in the morning, Chicago after dark. Got the river behind me, got a fire in my heart. Keep that engine rolling, keep that rhythm low. South side getting closer, I got miles to go. Chorus From Memphis to Chicago, ride, ride, ride. From Memphis to Chicago, with the blues by my side. — Hammond / Guitar break — Soul down in Memphis, electric in the nigh...

HYPNOTIC RIDE (reworking ) Verse 1 Streetlights dripping on the glass, slow wheels turning, let them pass. Midnight breathing underneath, city rhythm through my teeth. Chorus Hypnotic ride, take me to the other side. No destination, no divide, just keep moving — hypnotic ride. Verse 2 Neon shadows, velvet heat, broken signals, steady beat. Something whispers from behind, leave the daylight out of...

THE PHOTOGRAPHER LADY (reworking of original instrumental track , The Photographer lady, By Silvio Vinci) She walks into the room with a camera and a smile, catching little pieces that disappear in a while. Black coffee on the table, blue shadows on the wall, she never asks for answers — she photographs them all. Photographer Lady, what do you see tonight? Faces in the window, strangers in the lig...

THE ALCHEMIST OF THE PEARS He lives behind the orchard where the yellow shadows grow, turning sunlight into silver in a room nobody knows. He cuts a golden pear in two — a little star appears. “Nothing ever disappears, it only changes years.” The Alchemist of the Pears, melting sugar into years, one bite and the walls begin to sway, one more — and you fade away. Clocks are sleeping on the table, p...

JULY VINTAGE (reworking of Original Instrumental track July Vintage Break , by Silvio Vinci) July was melting on the road, radio low, nowhere to go, dust on the dashboard, sun in our eyes, we were too young to recognize time. Old leather seats and gasoline, everything gold, everything green, you wore a flower inside your hair, summer was endless because you were there. July vintage, faded like an...

THE ABSURD CLAIM TO HAVE UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING (reworking of original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) I drew a circle around the sky, gave every star a reason why, named every shadow, measured the rain, put little numbers beside every pain. The absurd claim to have understood everything— while the universe laughs without saying a thing. I found the answers under my bed, between forgotten books...

GRAB IT AND IT PASSES YOU BY Neon running down the street, midnight moving underneath, everybody wants a sign, everybody waits in line. You keep looking for the door, while the rhythm hits the floor, don’t you wait to wonder why— grab it and it passes you by. Grab it— and it passes you by, grab it— before it slips out of sight. Move it, feel it, don’t ask why, you gotta catch that moment before it...

OUTDOOR MACHINE (reworking of Kolynn Outdoor Machine, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Outside the wires, outside the room, under a radioactive moon, feet on the gravel, eyes on the green, I’m switching on the outdoor machine. Wind in the circuit, dust in my head, flowers are moving, electric red, nothing is quiet, nothing is clean, everything feeds the outdoor machine. Outdoor machine...

THE FARMER The farmer wakes before the sun, when silver fields are breathing slow, he puts his old brown jacket on and walks where only shadows go. The morning hangs upon the trees, a quiet fire behind the hill, he hears a language in the breeze the city never learned to feel. Oh, farmer, take your time, the earth is turning anyway. Leave your worries on the line, let the wind carry them away. A r...

REUPTAKE (reworking of Serotonin Reuptake, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) Morning leaks in through a chemical sky, I wake with someone’s memory moving behind my eyes. The city breathes slow, its windows painted grey, every thought comes back to me then quietly slips away. Serotonin reuptake, keep the signal alive, something in the bloodstream is teaching me to survive. Serotonin reup...

THE RED FIELD (reworking of Sinthesi, original instrumental track by Silvio Vinci) The wheat stands still under a wounded sky, rows without a farmer, birds that forgot to fly. A red sun hangs like an eye above the land, watching every shadow crawl across the sand. In the red field nothing ever grows old, the earth keeps dreaming while the world turns cold. In the red field at the edge of the night...