The morning drapes its light across an empty mile  
Frost still clings to fences, like a hesitant smile  
I hear your voice in echoes down a crooked lane  
Telling me the journey is the prize, not the claim ....

The Road Is Not Won

Oh
The sea
Oh
The sea!
Endless rhythm
Wild and free
It holds my soul
It holds my key—
Oh
The sea
Oh
The sea!

Ballad For The Sea

Oh, the horizon, where the heart takes flight,
A borderless world bathed in light.
Chasing shadows, chasing time,
The edge of the earth, so sublime....

The Horizon Song

I made my sprint chip just for you
Through fire rain skies torn in two
I ran and ran till the world withdrew
I made my sprint chip just for you...

I Made My Sprint Chip, Just For You

We need to get nearer
Nearer than now
Closer than the promise we somehow allow
No more distance
No more fear
We need to get nearer
We need to get near....

We Need To Get Nearer

The ways of love they twist they turn
A fire so gentle yet it burns
A sea of hearts where we all yearn
The ways of love we’ll never learn....

The Ways of Love

It’s all about nothing nothing at all
Rise and crumble crash and fall
It just comes and goes
It just comes and goes....

It's All About Nothing

Night beautiful night you dance so slow
Wrap me in darkness where dreams overflow
Night beautiful night you hold me tight
A lover’s embrace in the velvet light....

Night Beautiful Night

Love love please don't go
Like a tide you ebb and flow
Hold me tight
Don’t let it show
Love love please don’t go....

Love, Love Please Don't Go

Never let go, hold on tight,
Through the darkest day, the endless night.
Like the tide to the shore, like the moon to its glow,
I’ll never let go, no, never let go.....

Never Let Go

Sunrise over Kingston
The golden fire's ignition
Hope burns through the haze
Lighting up the broken days....

Sunrise Over Kingston

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...

The Road Is Not Won

Pétur Söebech Quinn