Dust and Whiskey

Blind Pain

Secondhand Rose

The Northern Isles are the northernmost part of Scotland. Ground zero for my heritage dating back to the 1700's and beyond

The Scot from the Northern Isles.mp3

i broke my own heart

i fell for her like a leaf from a tree
not a thing i could do about it
she gave me proof of her love— at least
i had no reason to doubt it
but i played around from the very start
only meant to break a few rules
instead, i broke my own heart 

i know i did wrong, but you might as well 
tell a fox to stop chasing rabbits 
i live for the chase, get bored with the catch
it’s not easy to break old, bad habits 
yeah, i played around from the very start
only meant to break a few rules
instead, i broke my own heart 

someday you may find someone 
with everything you require
don’t even think about playing around 
you’re better off playing with fire

i played around from the very start
only meant to break a few rules
instead, i broke my own heart 
like fool, i broke my own heart
serves me right, i broke my own heart

Copyright 2025 Peter Lloyd
music by suno AI

I Broke My Own Heart

1992

[Verse 1]
She walks like a wildfire through a summer drought
Heart full of thunder, mind full of doubt
Laughs like trouble, cries like rain
And love’s just a word she don’t entertain

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s a one-way road with a dead-end sign
Can’t pin her down, can’t make her mine

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Verse 2]
She wears black leather like it’s armor and skin
Got a past she won’t talk about buried within
Whiskey on her lips, smoke in her soul
Dancing’ with shadows she can’t control

[Pre-Chorus]
She’s got that stare that’ll freeze your flame
But she don’t believe love ain’t just a game

[Chorus]
She’s haywire and hollow, a storm with no name
Chasin’ the wind, never staying’ the same
Got a ghost in her mirror, fire in her veins
You hold her too tight, she’ll snap like a chain
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, full of sorrow
She haywire and hollow

[Bridge]
Some say she’s broken, some say she’s brave
I say she’s beauty that no one can save
She rides like a whisper, she leaves like a gun
You’ll miss her forever, but she won’t miss one

[Final Chorus – bigger, louder]
She’s haywire and hollow, heartbreak in heels
Don’t care what’s fake, don’t care what’s real
Got scars like stories, tears she won’t show
A soul like the desert, too dry to grow
Yeah, she’s wild, untamed, hard to follow
She haywire and hollow

[Outro – quiet and haunting]
Yeah, haywire and hollow...
But I loved her so............................

She’s haywire and hollow /  coming to Spotify

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Forgive 
Is 
To Live 
And let live. 
The understanding 
And transparency 
With the  
Soul’s inerrancy. 
The ego’s discrepancy. 
As the universe 
Grants clemency. 
The grace 
Of dualities. 
Coherency 
While my clarity 
Looks at 
Relational 
Disparity. 
An act  
Of insincerity. 
The tendency 
Toward 
Popularity 
Becoming the route 
Of jealousy’s 
Psychotherapy. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

This bondage  
Of self 
As separation 
Is being dealt. 
From a therapist 
Or a parent 
Where love is not 
Honestly being felt 
Or 
Transparent. 
The key to 
This conundrum 
Separation 
One from 
Done from 
Affront from 
Look to 
It’s opposite. 
Acceptance 
And love from 
Not to 
Judge from. 
The agony of me 
Is the toll  
Of the false 
Perception. 
I see 
Being laid down 
In front of me. 

The understanding 
Of this hegemony 
Becomes extraordinary 
Freedom of  
The toxic parodies 
Ascendancy. 
The sick and  
Tortured mind 
Groping in darkness 
No more. 
The lesson learned 
The lessons to be 
A will with lessons 
Of freedom to see. 

Forgive, and you 
Will see differently. 
This path to  
Nonduality. 
Becomes a reality. 
Grasping at 
The illusions 
Of  
money 
Property 
And prestige. 
Will not 
Control the liege. 
Freedom 
Of choice 
And joy 
To fulfill 
Not  
The projection 
Of separation 
And guilt. 
I will forgive 
And this will 
Disappear 
The removal 
Of pain 
And fear.

Clemency

So much trouble

from-dust-to-glory.mp3

“The Cailleach’s Song (Queen of Winter’s Reign)” is a haunting folk ballad inspired by Celtic mythology’s divine hag — the Cailleach, the ancient Queen of Winter. Her voice echoes through storm and stone, shaping mountains, calling the winds, and guiding the world through its long sleep. This song honors her as both creator and destroyer — the veiled one who rules the turning of the seasons.

Traditional Celtic instrumentation, ethereal vocals, and storytelling lyrics weave a soundscape of frost, myth, and memory. ❄️

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Made using AI on https://fadr.com.

The Cailleach song

I’m a luthier who found songwriting later in life. Though I build instruments, I’ve never claimed to be the best musician — but I do have a voice that crosses genres and carries the stories I want to tell. My songs are rooted in personal experiences, reflections, and the stories life leaves behind.

I began using AI as a springboard to bring my ideas to life, but my ultimate goal is to record and release music in my own voice. Every track is part of a journey — from craft to song, from tools to tales.

The Cailleach song

Mad Mountain Luthier