Separate the Verb (Single)

by Wooden Arms

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The single “Separate the Verb” was recorded and mixed with Wild Beasts, and iLiKETRAiNS engineer and producer David Pye. The single “Separate the Verb” will be released on the 19th of April 2013 on independent record label Bare Feet Records.

The single itself will come in a limited edition hand-made CD case complete with single, B-side, remix of the single by Sohla, and a solo version of the single. We're only going to make 100 copies.

The CD cases were made by laser cutting a piece of beech wood to form a stamp with the help of designer Ed Cann, then each CD case was hand-stamped with a variety of different ink combinations resulting in a truly unique CD case every time.

The artwork was supplied by photographer and designer Alex Kozobolis.

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released 19 April 2013

Wooden Arms are: Alex Carson, Fynn Titford-Mock, Jessica Diggins, Lydia Walker.

Producer: David Pye

Designer: Ed Cann

Photographer: Alex Kozobolis

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Track Name: Separate the Verb
What If I separate the word or conjugate the verb?
Would it carry weight across the air?
Something phonetically occurred in me
Reverbed unheard syllabically
An astute untouched word
Resonated within me

In the hallowed halls
Where the dead well called
To die today, a day of death
Forgive the best, of their lies

I knew no other
God loved your mother
I knew no other words but mine.

There lies ahead a grave
A grave beside a bed
It's ahead a bed of
Roses

Supine and sun-spent
Wilted petal and concrete bent
The nature of this place and it's double face

I knew no other
God took your brothers
I knew no other words but mine.

What If I separate the word or conjugate the verb?
Would it carry weight across the air?
Something phonetically occurred in me
Reverbed unheard syllabically

You'll never catch a priest throwing soil over me.
Track Name: Gerascophobia
Oh my love
Oh if you're stricken down
If you're cut down in your prime

Oh dear God
Won't please you give me now
A second more of her time

And if you're old before your time
we'll pickle you in brine that's the deal dear
And if you're old before your time
we'll pickle you in brine that's the deal dear

And if there is one thing worse than growing old
Maybe it's the fear

Oh dear fate
Don't deliver her
Too early at your gate

And it's our time now
One atomic tock
Another tick I have to sate

And if you're old before your time
we'll pickle you in brine that's the deal dear
And if you're old before your time
we'll pickle you in brine that's the deal dear

And if there is one thing worse than growing old
Maybe it's the fear

And if there is one thing worse than growing old
Maybe it's the fear
Track Name: Separate the Verb (Solo)
What If I separate the word or conjugate the verb?
Would it carry weight across the air?
Something phonetically occurred in me
Reverbed unheard syllabically
An astute untouched word
Resonated within me

In the hallowed halls
Where the dead well called
To die today, a day of death
Forgive the best, of their lies

I knew no other
God loved your mother
I knew no other words but mine.

There lies ahead a grave
A grave beside a bed
It's ahead a bed of
Roses

Supine and sun-spent
Wilted petal and concrete bent
The nature of this place and it's double face

I knew no other
God took your brothers
I knew no other words but mine.

What If I separate the word or conjugate the verb?
Would it carry weight across the air?
Something phonetically occurred in me
Reverbed unheard syllabically

You'll never catch a priest throwing soil over me.