A song about sewing ourselves back together in the places where we have been divided and torn apart.
lyrics
Sever
Intro
I have been severed from my hands
I have been severed from my feet
I have been severed from my arms
I have been severed from my legs
I have been severed from mind
I have been severed from my head
But I’m learning how to sow with this thread
Main melody
I as I sit here in the barber shop amongst my brothers and sons
Who saw me as their enemy, who taunted me with melodies
Still haunted by their scorn for me
(Bass falls away a little hear but guitars and drums remain)
Plugged my pain in speaker jack
Turned it up till mirrors cracked
And in the splinter glass I saw your hatred flinch
(Rhythm guitar starts to rise here for two bars)
There was no harmony just huddled fear that lives and breathes
And pulls up roots and tears down trees and digs out seeds.
(Drums punctuate end of bar with a little tippy tappy)
I am too tired to fight you, so instead I will invite you to our sowing class
Instrumental (both lead and rhythm guitar rise and bass changes)
X 2 bars
In the class we’ll sow a quilt soak up all the blood we’ve spilt
Wrap up the earth and spin it on its tilt
And make patches
This patch is my face but it isn’t me
This patch is all of my insecurities
This patch is my toxic masculinity
This patch is my face but it isn’t me
Instrumental (both lead and rhythm guitar rise and bass changes)
X 2 bars
(lead guitar punches with lyrics!)
I have been, you have been, we have been severed!
I have been, you have been, we have been severed!
Instrumental
X 2 bars
I have been severed from my arms
I have been severed from my legs
I have been severed from mind
I have been severed from my head
But I’m learning how to sow with this thread
credits
from IOU/SEVER,
track released March 7, 2020
This song was made by Screaming Toenail. God Bless.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Margo Bloom at Hermitage Studios
Great hooks, melodies, vocals. Fantastic power trio, You can clearly hear every instrument. They all play off of each other with vocals and instruments. BetoR
The punkest shit I've heard in a minute and barely a guitar is power-chorded. This is punk the same way Suicide or Liz Phair were punk, with unnerving keyboard noise, unlearnt rhythms, mope drones and, oh, that emotionally raw-as-hell voice! Lars Gotrich
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