Name: Hands of Midnight by Pétur Söebech Quinn
Duration: 3 min 44 s
Description: Hands of midnight, reaching out Pull me closer, twist me ‘round Hands of midnight, can’t escape Every heartbeat sets the stage....

 I will rise from within, let the storm begin Every doubt that tried to drown me only taught me how to swim I will rise from within, hear the thunder in my skin I am stronger, I am brighter, I am born to fight and win...


Rise From Within

Gasoline angel, light me up tonight Burning through the darkness, set the sky on fire Gasoline angel, wings of smoke and wire Take me higher, take me higher, take me higher....

Gasoline Angel

Echoes in the fire, we’re never letting go Voices getting higher, louder than we know Echoes in the fire, lighting up the sky We were born to live forever, we were born to never die....

Echoes in the Fire

Ashes on the river, carry me away, Wash my sins in the water, let the fire fade. Ashes on the river, hear the preacher say, Every soul’s a sinner, but we’re living anyway....

Ashes on the River

 Break me in the light, Shatter me tonight. Every fracture sings your name, Every wound becomes a flame. Break me in the light, I’m not afraid to fall. In the ruins of the sacred, I will rise above it all.
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Glass Cathedral

Neon scars across the night, Cut me open, paint me bright. Neon scars, I can’t disguise, Every wound becomes a light....

_Neon Scars_

Hey lover, sing it clear and true, Every little heartbeat belongs to you. Hey lover, let the whole world know, Love is the river where we’ll always go....

Hey Lover

Pictures in the sand, they fade away No matter how I beg them, they won’t stay I was holding on to something slipping through The ocean keeps reminding me of you....

Pictures In The Sand

I’m falling closer to you, though the distance won’t bend, Every heartbeat is calling, it won’t let this end. Through the fire, through the dark, through the breaking in two, I’m still reaching, still aching, still closer to you....

Closer To You

Hands of midnight, reaching out Pull me closer, twist me ‘round Hands of midnight, can’t escape Every heartbeat sets the stage....

Hands of Midnight

Peter is a member of STEF (The Performing Rights Society of Iceland) and FTT (The Icelandic Society of Authors & Composers).
He has made around or more than 15 thousand music works, 7 thousand poems and 5 thousand landscape paintings...

Hands of Midnight

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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