Timothy Hoad
Professional Live-Loop Artist
Soulgander
2024
Never one was I to go spreading any wings
Firmly routed to the ground just like a tree
Never one was I to believe in such things
Tried to avoid thinking 'bout it too deeply
It's a mystery to me
An impossibility
Never one was I to colour outside of the lines
Such familiarity to a blank inside
Never one was I to go wasting time
In fate or forces or fables of any kind
The unexplainable
Sometimes makes me fearful
Reminds me we're powerless and small
And in fact we don't know it all
But just for a moment
I stepped outside of myself
And I could see
The world that I knew and the world
That I knew was sleeping sweetly
My house, my home, my skin
My bones, everything that I need
Tired from the certainty
Never one was I
Never one was I
Never one was I
Never one was I
Never one was I to re-evalulate
This road I swear never used to twist this much
Never one was I to make such a mistake
Conclusions that were made in such a rush
Like a child sleepwalking in the night
Like a child sleepwalking in the night
But just for a moment
I stepped outside
Of myself and I could see
The world that I knew
And the world
That I knew was sleeping sweetly
My house, my home, my skin
My bones, everything that I need
It really did look so lovely
But just for a moment I stepped
Outside of myself and I could see
The world that I knew and the world
That I knew was sleeping sweetly
My house, my home, my skin
My bones, everything that I need
It really did look so lovely