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Back Porch Memories

"Back Porch Memories” è un viaggio intimo nei ricordi dell’estate, dell’amore giovane e dei luoghi che restano casa anche quando il tempo passa. Tra portici che scricchiolano, lucciole al tramonto e promesse sussurrate, la canzone racconta come certi momenti non svaniscano mai davvero, ma continuino a vivere nel cuore, richiamandoci sempre indietro, là dove tutto è cominciato CESP PRODUCTION è un esperimento musicale : un laboratorio dove l’intelligenza artificiale crea, sbaglia ed evolve . Suoni, beat e atmosfere nascono dall’incontro tra creatività umana e algoritmi TESTO CANZONE : I remember that summer evening, porch swing creaking slow, Your hand in mine, the fireflies putting on a show. The sky painted in pinks, golds, and soft lavender, We whispered secrets no one else could ever remember. The crickets sang a hymn, the wind kissed the pines, Every little touch told me your heart was mine. The world felt endless, like it would never fade, Two hearts in the twilight, where promises were made. Back porch memories, they keep calling me home, Through the winds and the rivers, wherever I roam. I hear your laughter in the whispering pines, Back porch memories, your heart still beats with mine. That old dirt road, winding past the barn, Where we carved our names with a rusty old charm. The tire swing swayed where we once made a vow, I still feel your hand brushing my brow. Mama’s old dog lay napping in the sun, We chased the day until the evening was done. The smell of sweet hay, your hair in the breeze, Life was simple then, love was all we’d need. Back porch memories, they keep calling me home, Through the winds and the rivers, wherever I roam. I hear your laughter in the whispering pines, Back porch memories, your heart still beats with mine. Years went by, roads split us far apart, I carry your shadow in the corners of my heart. Every rainy night, I hear the porch floor creak, Every golden dawn, I feel your cheek against me. I picture you there, in your faded sundress, Laughing at me, shaking your hair, a sweet mess. The barn still stands, though the paint has worn thin, I swear I see you smiling, welcoming me in. I know life moves on, and seasons will change, But memories linger, they’re never out of range. Every song I play, every note I strum, Leads me back to that place where we both are young. The lantern sways in the evening breeze, We danced in the shadows, barefoot with ease. The creek nearby hummed a gentle tune, Under the lazy eye of a sleepy crescent moon. I remember your laughter, your voice like a stream, The way the world glowed, alive in a dream. I swore I’d come back, no matter how far, To sit by your side and trace every scar. Back porch memories, they keep calling me home, Through the winds and the rivers, wherever I roam. I hear your laughter in the whispering pines, Back porch memories, your heart still beats with mine. Back porch memories, etched in the stars above, Every kiss we shared, every act of love. No matter the miles, no matter the years, Back porch memories still bring you near. Someday I’ll find you, under that endless sky, Back porch memories, where love will never die. Till then I’ll hold on, to the fireflies’ glow, Back porch memories… they never let go. #music #countrymusic #balladsongs #musica #canzoni #canzonedamore