Having begun playing together in March 2009, Seryn created something truly special in their short existence. Using a variety of instruments including guitar, ukulele, kalimba, accordion, bass, drums, viola, percussion and more, Seryn’s understanding of dynamics shines brightly and has earned them a sound that is not easily defined, but proven triumphant.
Ivory Black
Seryn Lyrics
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For I recognize the truth about the permanence of me
And we are paper-thin, we're tearing at the folds
You're living if you're warm, but I'm just feeling
Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Burn my bones to ivory black
The less and less I sing, as my mouth begins to feed
On any ease I find, but nothing that I need
The moment I am sure, I am sure to second guess
I'll never learn to fly, if I never leave this nest
The moment I am sure, I am sure to second guess
I'm not looking for a home, I'm just looking for some rest
And like a wooden frame, with silk-screen for a hide
From my pores I recreate the same old stupid lies
And with my teeth and with my nails I'll scratch off my designs
Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Coursed between the cracks
Burn my bones to ivory black
Cold, but I'm not dead
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
Coursed between the cracks
Burn my bones to ivory black
And like a wooden frame, with silk-screen for a hide
From my pores I recreate the same old stupid lies
And with my teeth and with my nails I'll scratch off my designs
The song "Ivory Black" by Seryn is a deeply introspective piece about the singer's struggle with their identity and sense of self. The lyrics capture a sense of detachment from oneself, as the first two lines indicate: "The less and less I sing, as my skin begins to creep/For I recognize the truth about the permanence of me." The singer is experiencing a disconnection from their creative expression, and is becoming aware of their own mortality. This realization makes the singer feel vulnerable and exposed, represented by the metaphor of being "paper-thin" and "tearing at the folds."
The chorus of the song repeats the lines "Cold, but I'm not dead/Carrying all these fears on wings of lead/Coursed between the cracks/Burn my bones to ivory black." These lines illustrate the singer's pain and fear, which they are carrying with them even as they feel numb and disconnected. The final lines of the song reveal a sense of frustration and a desire for change, as the singer describes how they are "recreating the same old stupid lies" and scratching off their own designs. Overall, the song takes the listener on an emotional journey through the singer's struggles with identity and mortality, offering a raw and intimate perspective on these complex issues.
Line by Line Meaning
The less and less I sing, as my skin begins to creep
I am losing my voice because I am becoming more aware of my own mortality
For I recognize the truth about the permanence of me
I understand that I will not live forever
And we are paper-thin, we're tearing at the folds
We are fragile and easily damaged
You're living if you're warm, but I'm just feeling
Without warmth, I feel empty, despite being alive
Cold, but I'm not dead
I am emotionally cold, but I am still alive
Carrying all these fears on wings of lead
My fears weigh me down and hold me back
Coursed between the cracks
My fears seep into every part of my life
Burn my bones to ivory black
I want to rid myself of these fears and become stronger
The less and less I sing, as my mouth begins to feed
I am losing my voice because I am seeking temporary comforts
On any ease I find, but nothing that I need
I am only finding temporary relief, not true fulfillment
The moment I am sure, I am sure to second guess
I doubt myself even when I feel confident
I'll never learn to fly, if I never leave this nest
If I don't take risks and leave my comfort zone, I will never grow
I'm not looking for a home, I'm just looking for some rest
I am searching for a sense of peace, not a physical dwelling
And like a wooden frame, with silk-screen for a hide
I am hiding behind a facade, masking my vulnerabilities
From my pores I recreate the same old stupid lies
I keep repeating the same untruths to myself and others
And with my teeth and with my nails I'll scratch off my designs
I will remove the false layer I have created and reveal my true self
Lyrics © ANGRY MOB MUSIC LLC
Written by: TRENTON JAMES WHEELER, AARON DAVID STONER, JENNY MOSCOSO, NATHAN JAMES ALLEN, CHRIS SEMMELBECK
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Eli Cadesky
The videographer does a great job of moving through the band at the right times to let you experience each instrument as it sings its sweetest notes in the song. Beautiful job, real live music played perfectly.
Laureen Djs
Listening to this music from time to time, soothes me, it feels like a warm fall day <3
D. Anson Brody
I'm sad that this hasn't seen more traffic. It's pretty awesome. I get this stuck in my head all the time.
ChrisMaybe86
Haven't heard this song from you guys yet. Sounds good Trenton. I'm looking forward to hearing your band's next album man. You guys are great musicians.
James Harris
Music lovers + instruments + songwriting + effort = Seryn :)
KUTX Austin
Thanks Woochin... I shot this video with a Canon 5D Mark III. Audio was a shotgun mic and Zoom recorder and a second Zoom Recorder and shotgun mic held by a friendly bystander who agreed to help out. Glad you liked the video. Thanks again!
emile de cleene
beautiful ! keep up the good work you guys!
Sean Lynch
Just discovered you guys today. Awesome stuff!
BEEFstroganoff
Saw these guys in a bar in my home town of Knoxville in 2015. I love this song
Df Michael
They are awesome and I'd nto be surprised to see their youtube views grow to million within 1-2 years