Summer Dream * Copyright SCRT Records 2011  & 2021

Questa canzone è dedicata a mio padre Dino Salvatori.
https://dinosalvatori.weebly.com

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La realtà somiglia ad un fiume che scorre incessante nel mare dei ricordi. In quell'accumulo invisibile che chiamiamo memoria, spesso andiamo in cerca delle nostre cose più care, nell'inane tentativo di non perderle per sempre. È questo il tema di un dialogo immaginario tra due amici che provano a trovare un senso allo scorrere inesorabile del tutto.


Ricordi 

A un tratto sei partito
Dal porto il tuo veliero 
Andava via leggero
E non ti ho più sentito
Ferito ti ho inseguito 
Ma il tuo volto si allontana
Sempre più sbiadito 

Tu lo sai quanto segno 
Hai lasciato tra noi
Che sei stato un gigante
Un condottiero/guerriero
La tua spada era sempre 
E soltanto pensiero 

Amico mio 
La vita scivola
In un rapido istante
Già andato, finito
Se vai nei ricordi
Lo troverai (lo troverai) 

Allora forse
Ho capito dici che
Se la vita è perduta
In un lampo in un minuto 
Ciò che abbiamo vissuto 
Non scompare all'istante 
Come avevo temuto 

Del tempo compianto
Grumi di istanti di vita
Come per incanto
Si addensano in memorie
Più vive delle storie 
Senza alcun rimpianto 

Amico mio 
La vita scivola
In un rapido istante
Già andato, finito
Se vai nei ricordi 
Lo troverai (lo troverai)
E non saremo mai troppo distanti
Se la memoria di una vita 
È un sole che arde dentro di te 

Se vai nei ricordi
Nei ricordi 
Se vai nei ricordi 
Lo troverai


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Ricordi

Wake up as the sun rises and stroll the sandy shoreline.  Reunite with your spirit while exploring the vibrant coral reef.  There is a dinner party tonight worth looking forward to. Many friends will gather under the stars to dance or gaze at the sky by the bonfire.  Bring a blanket!

Cabo Clave

"I am Rich (I am Belizean)" is a collaboration between David and Dr. Ludwig Palacio. "I am Rich" is a poem written by Dr. Palacio.  David added a verse, chorus and wrote the music.  Dr. Palacio is a Garifuna artist, author, and veterinarian he met in Belize.
Dr. Jeffrey Seymour is on bass and plays with David in Tampa Bay rock band, "Smokin' Havanas".  The band is releasing their first single "Credit Card Sunday" on January 12, 2024 with Jackson King on vocals and Chuck Roehm on drums. All tracks recorded @cleartrackstudios Clearwater, Florida.

I Am Rich

Godiamoci la vita finché siamo giovani, diceva un noto inno goliardico.
In proposito, credo che l'amore renda giovani in ogni tempo, e, quando l'età è cambiata, aiuti comunque a vivere con ritrovata giovinezza.
E mi piace anche pensare che se c'è l'amore la notte è lontana. 

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La notte è lontana 

Se l'amore è una luce 
Alla fine della notte
È il sapore di un fiore 
Il calore di un sole 

Se l'amore è una nota 
Che può far rumore 
Musica che suona libera 

Baciami 
Dimentica tutto 
Quello che non va 
La notte è lontana
Ma presto o tardi arriverà 

Se l'amore in un sogno
Ha un corpo di donna
Che mi ruba il pudore
Per farmi volare 

E somiglia una nota
Anche se fa rumore
Musica che suona libera 

Baciami 
Dimentica tutto
Quello che non va 
La notte è lontana
Ma presto o tardi arriverà 



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La notte è lontana

La Notte È Lontana

John Stone: lyrics, lead vocal, backing vocals, piano
Alfredo Salvatori: music, backing vocals, guitars, bass, synth 

Produced by Alfredo Salvatori 


Runaway 

She was born in a town on the border,
Raised for the fourth of July,
She knew within 
She didn’t  fit in
Don't know why. 

She didn’t go looking for trouble,
But trouble was always round,
It was always the same,
No-one to blame
Was what she always found. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space. 

She moved to a part of the country,
That soon didn’t want her around,
It wasn’t long before she’s moving on
Southern bound, from town to town to town. 

Met a young man by the roadside,
She just couldn’t run anymore,
He listened to all that she said
That no-one ever listened to before. 

Runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that you’re safe in your own space,
But if the demons that you are running from are strong,
Then in your head you’ll find that they’ll follow on and on. 

She thought about all he had shown her,
And sensing her journey’s end,
She realised the safest place
Is where you finally find a friend. 

So don’t runaway and maybe you’ll find somewhere, a place,
A place to stay and feel that  you’re safe in your own space.



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Runaway

Music, Rhythm Guitar, Bass, Drums: Manuel https://soundcloud.com/ruizzoidman21centurions
Music, Lyrics, Vocal, Synths, Organ, Drums, Mixing, Mastering: Jan Schonander

When Manuel sent me a guitar track over a year ago I fairly quickly decided to write an epilogue for Major Tom. Little did I know that I would end up taking a longish break from writing music. With infinite patience Manuel waited for me until now and to my even greater surprise this retro lyric has become almost current with the two NASA astronauts in space waiting for their return trip to Earth.



SEND ME A ROCKET
(MAJOR TOM THE EPILOGUE)

I can’t hear you 
Still I can see you
A cloudy ball in space
Nothing to keep it in place
This is my beautiful view
Nothing can make things right
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
This can’t be
This can’t be
My final fate

It’s been so long
It feels like you forgot me
Nobody cares about the shirts I wear 
Did you move onto something new
Cause I’m still looking at you
I’m still waiting for you

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Show me that you love me

You forgot so soon
It hurts all the time
You forgot I was a shining star
You wouldn't write enough about me
Oh, oh, I’m so sad

Send me some hope
Send me a rocket
Show me that you care
Send me some hope
Lighten your pocket
Show me that you love me
Send me some hope
Some hope

I can’t let go
I dream all the time
I wanna feel the sun and wind
I wanna go home

Stuck in my tin can
With no way out, out
Shiny and bright
Can you hear me shout, shout
I’m stuck here 
A deep longing
Hard to accept this 
Oh no, oh no
I want to go
Want to go
Want to go 
Want to go home
Go home
This can’t be
This can’t be

Send Me A Rocket

Send Me A Rocket | Major Tom The Epilogue

Good Things Are Coming

Music & Lyrics: Jan Schonander

EYES WIDE OPEN

The leaves are changing
There’s a chill in the air
So many people
Walking the same path

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

I’m on another hill
I watch as they pass me by
They seem to know
They have their destination

I hope they know
I hope they see

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Such a wondrous time
So many colors
So many lives

All joined together
Some left behind
There’ll be another day
Another day

I chose a different road
I chose a different way
And now my eyes are open
My eyes are wide open

Eyes Wide Open

When I think of Sleepy Hollow,
Where the Hudson waters flow,
I feel a drowsy, whispered call,
Where ghosts and breezes know.

There, dreams rise up like river mist,
Soft shadows in the trees,
Where willows sway in moonlight pale,
And stir on haunted breeze.

A place where men grow somber-eyed,
And songs become a sigh,
Where silent forms drift through the fields,
In black and starless sky.

Ichabod rode beneath the stars,
Through fields and tangled streams,
But thought he heard that spectral hoof
And knew it not a dream.

For there he met that shadow cast
By tales that grew with years,
A horseman dark, who took his chase
By night through woods and fears.

Now even the crows do hush their song,
As Sleepy Hollow lies,
Its waters black, its tales still haunt
Those restless, midnight skies.

Ichabod rode beneath the stars,
Through fields and tangled streams,
But thought he heard that spectral hoof
And knew it not a dream.

For there he met that shadow cast
By tales that grew with years,
A horseman dark, who took his chase
By night through woods and fears.

Now even the crows do hush their song,
As Sleepy Hollow lies,
Its waters black, its tales still haunt
Those restless, midnight skies.

Now even the crows do hush their song,
As Sleepy Hollow lies,
Its waters black, its tales still haunt
Those restless, midnight skies.

Sleepy Hollow

Lies are everywhere, how do do we know what to believe or think. 

Lifeline

Greetings! Each song is a chapter from the book of my life. I hope you enjoy, dance and day dream to my music.
            Born in Chicago by Canadian immigrants, we moved to Florida when I was a kid. I remember always laughing and playing with family, friends, and our German Shepard.  We would explore and discover many beautiful plants and creatures in the forest or at the beach. I learned to play violin before guitar and was active in garage bands or tackle football with friends. I traveled a lot with my parents and later as a career janitor, working mainly in the brewing industry where I met interesting people.  I am currently working on a novel and enjoy spending my time writing poetry and making up songs. I also have the privilege to teach guitar at the School of Rock, Tampa North. The owner of this location is my dear Smokin' Havanas bandmate, Chuck Roeh
  My wife and I have a non-profit animal rescue that inspires me endlessly. I am blessed.  I have the privilege to spend these precious days caring for the many dogs and cats my wonderful wife, Amy, is introduced to. I encourage you to visit us at www.laborofloveanimalrescue.org
Volunteering time, treasure, and talents is a choice. Please consider volunteering in your community, and thank you for visiting.  Love is patient and kind.
May peace be with you always,
+David

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