Oh brother my fort
A hatchless heart we share
A trace of tears is
leading me
Choose to feel
Burning blade flash will heal
Hold your mind
Higher than the wind
The stars don’t sneer
And the breeze has no fear
Hold on brother
Peace of mind is near
Feel the thorns
Not dreaming brings to life
I always hope my disguise will suffice
Nothing better than your breath
Anything in life needs faith
Listen to me and you will see
Nothing is guilt free
fleas will agree
there’s no reward
for your bought and your sold
mind thugs mould
thoughts toward
gloomy storms, angry skies
bask in their dance with no harshness
tis us who fear
the thunder for our spirit craves
the peaceful silence of a grave
everything is there with
lines of blood as proof that there is no one you can save
Everyone’s a slave
To the mud that their roots nature feed
And their leaves have bleed
Owl from day scared
Ant has day off dread
And no one is to blame
Hunters of dreams
Born but were torn
between arts horn
forlorn our father’s scorn
In me
In you
Tim Arnold's latest album of lushly detailed art-pop explores the insidious ways tech surveillance has become a part of our lives. Bandcamp New & Notable May 9, 2023