A bluestrack with a melancholy vibe. This song is about loss, depression, and resignation.

Credits: Written & Produced by: Peter Lloyd 

Connect with Peter Lloyd at music@peterlloyd.com
#Southbound Cloud #singer-songwriter #NewMusic #PeterLloyd

Lyrics:
They’ll be a veil over the moon tonight
‘Cuz my honey stole my money and left me with a dose of Dream

Sweet morphine, won’t you take your time
Turn my trouble into rubble and load it on a southbound cloud

Sail on, southbound cloud
Sail on, southbound cloud

Dry, red wine used to ease my pain
But the burnin’ keeps returnin’— time has come to rest in peace

BREAK

Sail on, southbound cloud
Sail on, southbound cloud

Sweet morphine, won’t you take your time
Turn my trouble into rubble and load it on a southbound cloud
Sail on, southbound cloud
Sail on, southbound cloud

© Copyright 2025 Peter Lloyd

Southbound Cloud

Demo - Mobile Nights was sparked by a weekly songwriting challenge from the American Songwriter Association: “Write about a love you’re glad didn’t work out.”
Duke Campbell turns that idea into a Gulf Coast anthem—neon lights glowing in a late-night Mobile bar, bay breezes rolling in, and the relief of walking away from the wrong love.
Gritty, soulful, and whiskey-tinged, this country-rock track blends honky-tonk swagger with a modern Nashville polish.

Mobile Nights

An original song I wrote for female vocals in a modern pop/country style.

Only A Stupid Fight

Dear friends and colleagues,

Due to a very busy period in my personal life and many things that require my attention, I need to slow down a little. Over the past year, I’ve almost released a track every single week — and while I’m incredibly grateful and proud of that, it has also been quite demanding.

I’ve realized that I need to create a bit more space for my family and friends, and to recharge properly. Because of this, there will be a little more time between my music releases going forward. The music will still be the same — from the heart, honest, and dedicated — just with slightly longer intervals between each release.

This also means that it may take me a bit longer to respond to your wonderful comments and emails. Please know that I truly appreciate every single message. If I happen to miss someone, it is never intentional.

I sincerely hope you will continue to support me by streaming my music, liking it, and sharing it. Your support means more than I can put into words.

You are — and always will be — amazing. Without you, none of what I have achieved or experienced would have been possible.

With gratitude,
THOMAS GT🫶🙏🎶


The song HOLDING ON TO LOVE is about refusing to let love disappear, even after distance, hardship, or loss. It reflects deep emotional loyalty and the belief that true love survives time and storms.

Lyric

Intro
Holding on… holding on to love,
It’s the only thing I’m dreaming of.

Verse
I’ve seen the nights grow colder,
I’ve felt the weight of time.
But when I think it’s over,
Your memory keeps me alive.

Pre-Chorus
And I know, I can’t let go,
There’s a fire that still grows.

Chorus
I’m holding on to love, I won’t let it fade,
Through the storms we’ve known, I still feel the same.
I’m holding on to love, it’s all I believe,
Every breath I take, you’re the air I need.

Verse 
The past is carved in silence,
But I won’t walk away.
Your voice is my defiance,
It carries me each day.

Pre-Chorus
And I know, I can’t let go,
There’s a fire that still grows.

Chorus
I’m holding on to love, I won’t let it fade,
Through the storms we’ve known, I still feel the same.
I’m holding on to love, it’s all I believe,
Every breath I take, you’re the air I need.

Bridge
Time may turn the page,
But my heart won’t change.
Through the rise, through the fall,
Love outlives it all.

Chorus
I’m holding on to love, I won’t let it fade,
Through the storms we’ve known, I still feel the same.
I’m holding on to love, it’s all I believe,
Every breath I take, you’re the air I need.

Outro
Holding on… holding on to love.

Holding on to love

La chanson est en vidéo sur Youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pTWzzLzsGo8

Love is tireless
It returns at every table
Dark circles under my eyes
A kind smile
And I fall
And I plunge back in
It is ardent like a devil
Under your hands everything becomes a fable
Under your skin everything is palpable
And my calm is unleashed
Tireless love
Always a little guilty
It makes me and unmakes me
Under your fingers I disappear
Tireless love
Too sweet
Too formidable
I want it
I hold onto it
It escapes me
It returns
Like an angel it is kind
When you speak in such a low voice
Each sentence is a little sand
That I press between my tracks
Red lips
Pink cheeks
Cheerful pouts, morose laughs
A yes
A no
Everything fits together
Black and white Cause and Effect
The upright lily
The blooming rose
On your tongue everything intertwines

L'amour est infatigable 
Il revient à chaque table 
Yeux cernés 
Sourire aimable 
Et je tombe 
Et je replonge 
Il est ardent comme un diable 
Sous tes mains tout devient fable 
Sous ta peau tout est palpable 
Et mon calme se dévergonde 
L'amour infatigable 
Toujours un peu coupable 
Il me fait et me défait 
Sous tes doigts je disparais 
L'amour infatigable 
Trop doux 
Trop redoutable 
Je le veux 
Je le retiens 
Il m'échappe 
Il revient 
Comme un ange il est aimable 
Quand tu parles à voix si basse 
Chaque phrase est un peu de sable 
Que je presse entre mes traces 
Lèvres rouges 
Joues roses 
Moues gaies ris moroses 
Un oui 
Un non 
Tout s'enchâsse 
Blanche et noire 
Effet Cause 
Le lys droit 
La rose éclose 
Sur ta langue tout s'entrelace 

Titre : L'amour est infatigable
Poète : Paul Verlaine (1844-1896)
Recueil : Chair (1896).

L'amour est infatigable !
Il est ardent comme un diable,
Comme un ange il est aimable.

L'amant est impitoyable,
Il est méchant comme un diable,
Comme un ange, redoutable.

Il va rôdant comme un loup
Autour du cœur de beaucoup
Et s'élance tout à coup

Poussant un sombre hou-hou !
Soudain le voilà roucou-
Lant ramier gonflant son cou.

Puis que de métamorphoses !
Lèvres rouges, joues roses,
Moues gaies, ris moroses,

Et, pour finir, moulte chose
Blanche et noire, effet et cause ;
Le lys droit, la rose éclose...

Paul Verlaine


Moulte chose

Me And My City Life

This is song was written and created by: 
J J Samuel
The production, vocals and music were created by:
J J Samuel

 #PsychedelicPop  #IndiePop #SurfRock #Atmospheric #Introspective  #Melancholy #Nostalgia #Emotional #Empowering #Inspiring #Uplifting #Overcoming 

This version of “Lost in Yesterdays Dreams” has 1960s surf rock with modern indie rock. The story is the same, this has different vocals and sound. I added beach boys like harmonies for atmosphere and catchiness. 

I have always been a dweller — overthinking, replaying the same old memories/thoughts in my head, it’s like a never ending daydream, wanting to let go but unable too! For me anxiety is like I’m Trapped in an hour glass or on a ferris wheel 🎡 forever spinning round.  I have always worried what people think of me, I try not to let the past affect me today. Sometimes it’s just in my head and my life is better than I let out… but it doesn’t always feel that way. When the dark thoughts knock, I start to whistle — it’s my quiet coping mechanism, it keeps me ticking and helps me move on. If you’ve ever felt stuck in the same loops, you’re not alone. We all carry it differently, but we carry it. It’s all human emotion and these feelings can become to much for us. Never feel Ashamed or embarrassed And if in doubt tell
Someone or get Help, you’re never alone! And We are in this together! JJ

lost in yesterday's dreams [Sweet Remake]

Piano Concerto No.21 (i) Op.68

A heartfelt southern country story rooted in Mobile Bay memories. If Walls Could Talk follows generations of love, music, and legacy—from a grandfather known as Mobile’s music man to the grandson who built his dream fish camp from storm fallen pines. With themes of family, first love, and the places that shape us, this song captures the moments that live on long after time passes. Created as a demo by songwriter Melinda Klotz Mercer, this track is intended for placement with a recording artist.

If Walls Could Talk

I think I am beginning to repeat my themes - must try harder! A guy has been watching this lonely girl  and and is worried about "chatting her up".  Find answers in the lyric...

Hey Pretty Lady

Bam-ui Su-ho-ja

Songwriter since 1966. Can't believe I still have to write protest songs. Prefer writing love songs and songs of praise for stand-up women and men, parodies, lyrical nonsense, blues and adaptations.