beautiful playing - supersonic tone ❤️

Beautiful - reminds me on some elements from George Winston and also Keith Jarrett works

Nice interpretation on the piano, fantastic composition!

I wanted to give you something tangible, solid poetry to hold.  Not to make it right, only to let you know.  You left me to tend to my heart, now it’s broken, I’ve fallen apart.  Missing you, kissing you, in my mind.  Dreaming of a love that died as I reach for the paper to dry my eyes.  I don’t remember the last time I felt this worthless.  It’s alright to be alone.  I can make it on my own.  Critical of this secret mess, can’t escape it nonetheless.  It stays with me like an ailment, clouding the visions in my head.  You waltzed in and out of my life, carving the pain in my heart with your knife.  Cutting me down to size and I’m bleeding out replies.  It’s alright to be alone.  I can make it on my own.

Dreaming Outloud

I Can Make It (On My Own)

Written , recorded, mixed and mastered by myself F.P.
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La voce ti trema

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In to the light

Into The Light

Cyrovolcana

Summer's Trail (Bonus Track)

In my own heart

Our friends, the swallows, are leaving us. We will wait impatiently for spring to return with them.
Photo by: Cesar Gil / Wildlife Photography
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FLY AWAY FROM FALL

Live at Seixal Concert Hall, 2014
Pedro Castro, guitar and lead vocal
Carlos Antunes, drums
Miguel Amado, bass
José Castro, keyboard and back vocals (I added one back vocal for this track)

Nascido na montanha, nunca viu a cidade.
Ele já tem tudo o que o dinheiro não compra
e cada dia traz-lhe a liberdade.
E os dias passam devagar, como se chegassem de longe.

Guardador de rebanhos, comida para a cidade.
Nunca chegou até à quarta classe.
Mas o que importa é chegar à verdade,
porque a verdade, em verdade, chega devagar,
como se chegasse de longe.

Nascido na montanha, nunca viu a cidade.
Condenado a ser feliz na miséria,
para não ficar a dever nada à sociedade,
ao cidadão no coração da cidade,
onde o amor entra devagar,
como se chegasse de longe.

Born on the mountain, he never saw the city.
He already has everything that money can't buy
and each day brings him freedom.
And the days pass slowly, as if they arrived from afar.

Keeper of livestock, food for the city.
He never reached fourth grade.
But what matters is getting to the truth,
because the truth, in truth, comes slowly,
as if arriving from afar.

Born on the mountain, he never saw the city.
Condemned to be happy in misery,
so as not to owe anything to society,
to the citizen in the heart of the city,
where love enters slowly,
as if arriving from afar.

Nascido Na Montanha (Live)

Night Spirit 2

Halfway to Heaven
(John Stone)

I’ll never get to heaven
After all the things I’ve done
When offered up temptation
Temptation always won

But when I’m with you baby
I really couldn’t care
For all the stars in heaven
As you take me half way there

Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven then
This is what I’ll say
Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven
Then I'll know I’ve been half way

I saw you on the dance floor
Invited you to dance
Our bodies met in time and space
And there we took our chance
Though I’d like go to heaven  I really couldn’t claim 
If I had my time all over that
Things wouldn’t  be the same

Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven then
This is what I’ll say Hey Hey
Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven
Then I'll know I’ve been half way

We write a story
The story of our lives
We hold the pen so tightly
It comes as a surprise
When words we’ve written
Are not the words we say
The part we would have wished for
Cannot be the part we play

But when I’m with you baby
I really couldn’t care
For all the stars in heaven
As you take me half way there

Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven
Then this is what I’ll say
Half way to heaven
If on judgement day
They won’t let me into heaven
Then I'll know I’ve been half way

Halfway To Heaven

"Cherish your visions and your dreams, as they are the children
of your soul, the blueprints of your ultimate achievements. "
-- Napoleon Hill

Corollary: Your visions and your dreams are gifts from ancient times,
carried forward by ancient travelers with amazing stories to tell. Cher-
ish, nurture, develop and share your visions and your dreams, your,
spirit, your ideas and your creativity. In Life:  Live, Love, Learn,
Laugh and Leave a caring Legacy for the benefit of others. Be
remembered as giver and caring soul that gave to others in
abundance, working toward a better World for humanity.
--- Paulo Medias Project

Keyboard Player/Singer Songwriter... Synth/Wave  exploration... 
Logic Pro X 

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