A clock without hands it spins in the void
Chasing the shadows it almost destroyed
The stars in my chest they flicker and fade
A prism of time where memories are made...

Prism Of Time

I’ve walked through cities made of stone,  
Where silence ruled and hearts were lone,  
I’ve heard the chains beneath the skin,  
And felt the fire that burns within....

Walk the Way of Freedom

The hush of dusk is drawing near, Soft shadows stretch across the year, Leaves whisper secrets to the breeze, And golden light slips through the trees....

Last Weeks of Summer

In the hush between pulses,  
silver gears turn in the dark.  
Your breath is a signal —  
an orbiting spark  
that drifts through my circuits,  
drawing constellations  
in the soft data of night....

The Clockwork of Love

Lights flash the city's alive
Shadows stretch where secrets thrive
A whisper cuts the velvet air
Who's that man he's everywhere....

Mister X

Neon dreams on a midnight street
Shadows dance where the dark hearts meet
Electric whispers hum in the air
Do you feel it? Do you dare?   

Bring It On

Wheels spinning on the blacktop road
Ashes fall where the memories explode
Every mile a ghost
Every sign a lie
Burn the map no direction to try...

Let's Go And Say Goodbye

They said it was a dream too high
A mountain no man could climb
Not I
With brass and drum
I broke the sky
I made it happen
I made it fly...

I Made It Happen

Shadows crawling under my skin
A storm is rising can't hold it in
The moonlight whispers a curse so cold....

Into The Dark Night Let's Go

Woke up to shadows on the wall
A voice I don’t know
Calling me
Calling me
The air is heavy
Thick with doubt
What’s this weight
What’s this feeling
Pulling me...

Strange Feeling

Steps on the floor dust swirling round
A shadow moved no sound no sound
I reached out the air broke apart
It was a dream tearing at my heart...

It Was A Dream

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...

Prism Of Time

Pétur Söebech Quinn

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