The Garden

by Marya Stark

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"The Garden" is Marya Stark's debut studio album, featuring 13 tracks ranging from simple guitar and voice to lush orchestral productions.

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released 30 October 2012

All songs written, performed, and produced by Marya Stark

Produced with Andy Zenzack at GadgetBox Studios in Santa Cruz, Ca
Mastered By Roger Seibel at SAE Mastering in Phoenix, Arizona
Patrick Brede - Assistant Engineer
String Arrangements with Barry Phillips
Mark Quinn- Drums and Percussion
Barry Phillips - Cello
Chad Katlinger- Viola
Andy Zenzack- Bass, Keys, Guitar and Percussion
Neel Agrawal- Tabla
Deepak Ram- Bansuri
Laurel Thompson- Violin
Elizabeth Torres- Saxophone
David Burns- Keys
Cohen- Vocals
Christine Suits- Vocals
Gianni Staiano- Accordian
Kurt Stockdale- Clarinet


Album Art
Design and photography- Penny Slinger
Art and Assistant Dp- Dhiren Dasu
Airbrush art- Icarus Zaure
Costume construction- Marya Stark

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As a performing artist, Marya is lucid and fierce. Her song style is a fusion of classical aria, cinematic indie folk, and pop music. Her lyrics are compelling, humorous and imaginative, while her arrangements are precise, evocative and linger in your soul for days. ... more

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Track Name: The Garden
The Garden
Happy Buddha
always on my mind
weeding thoughts that don’t mean
anything at all
a great big nothing I recall
the seeds we planted in the fall
are sprouting
Buddy Jesus
golden as the sun
with the kingdom of heaven
in a mustard seed
oh the simple truths of love indeed
but the youthful martyrs they do bleed
your glory
And in the garden we shall dance
to the rhythm of a trance
amidst the bounty of our thoughts
and the fruits they bear do taste
of the passions we have sought
by the fashions of our haste

Won’t you have a bite
you might think that you are naked
you might feel a little flushed
and embarrassed at the thought
but hey, its not that bad
just the apple of a seed

Happy Buddha
And Buddy Jesus
In the Garden
Track Name: Crossroads
You leave this road behind you
far enough that no one catches your trail
the only thing I have to find you
is a telegram you dropped off in the mail
It Reads:
“She’s the only one
the only one I’ve ever loved
the one I left back at the crossroads
keeper of many keys
she is the midnight queen
How I loved her so
she holds my heart in spades”
Your dark enchanting mistress
sees the smoke and she feels the fires burn
and the spark of her holocaust
lights the very rainbow trail for which you yearn

She’s the only one
the only one you’ve ever loved
the one you left back at the crossroads
keeper of many keys
she is the midnight queen
How you loved her so
she holds your heart in spades
She is called by many names
Hecate, Oh Persephone, Innana, Ishtar,
and Scarlet Moon
well go ahead!
call her many names!
maybe I’ll appear before you too
You leave this road behind you
as you make your way to find your holy grail
Scarlet! Scarlet! Scarlet!

IF she’s the only one
the only one you ever loved
why’d you leave her at the crossroads
singing songs for stars
dividing earthly skies
shooting prose in arrows
from bows of promises you made

If I’m the only one,
the only one you’ve ever loved
why’d you leave me at the crossroads
tending karmic seeds
in the garden of your prophecies
while licking honey off the edges
of razor blades
Scarlet! Scarlet! Scarlet!
Track Name: Witness
I’ve become a witness to the stars
Forming the shape of the instrument of the Gods
I’ve seen their sounds rain down from the sky’s gentle harp
And their songs sing
of Miracles, Miracles
Miracles, unfolding

I’ve become a witness to Love awakening
From out of the silence, and into the sound
I’ve heard the footsteps of the angels dancing
And their prayers weave
into Miracles, Miracles
Miracles, unfolding

Can you Hear
Can you Feel
The rhythm
Breathe

We are the miracle of love unfolding
We are the miracle
We are the miracle
We are the miracle of love unfolding
We are the miracle
We are the miracle

Become a witness to the stars
Forming the shape of the instrument of the Gods
see their sounds rain down from the sky’s gentle harp
And their songs sing
of Miracles, Miracles
Miracles, unfolding

We are the miracle of love unfolding
We are the miracle
We are the miracle
We are the miracle of love unfolding
We are the miracle
We are the miracle
Track Name: Healer Of All Wounds
I loved a man
who didn’t watch the signs
he didn’t know the times
he didn’t care for mine
still hours passed
and nothin’ ever changed
the pain it felt the same
our hearts were always strangers

Here’s to the healer of all wounds
set back the clocks to other moons
send back the sound of our song
they played it all wrong

I loved a man
who didn’t have a dime
he didn’t like to rhyme
he didn’t care for mine
but I’d catch him dancin’
and whistlin’ to my tunes
late in the afternoons
his timing always too soon

Here’s to the healer of all wounds
set back the clocks to other moons
send back the sound of our song
they played it all wrong

Where is that man
who’s love was not a crime
who never stood for lines, no
he never stood for mine

Here’s to the healer of all wounds
set back the clocks to other moons
send back the sound of our song
they played it all wrong
off key and off beat
Track Name: Mosaic Hearts
Oh shattered little hearts, how they reach to cling
to broken pieces of the mirrors that are falling, falling
oh battered little egos how we suffer sweetly
lost again amidst the dramas of our shadowboxing

If I may indulge in opinions
your story sounds real lengthy and complicated
with emotions. Personal.
attached to shards of glass
a beautiful mosaic of the past

Oh precious crystal souls and our many faces
each reflecting with the light from unique perspective
oh this net of jewels, twinkling in testimony
to every song that we’ve ever sung ourselves into

If I may partake in my addictions
to stories that feel familiar and ridiculous
with Emotions. Personal.
attached to shards of glass
a beautiful mosaic of the past

I’d like to watch them explode
and dance in the confetti pieces
falling all around
without reaching out to save them
as we both open to God
completely break free in our soul
cause the love we’ve got to give is gold
with nothing broken to hold onto

Mosaic hearts break free
break free
Track Name: Whimsical Dance
Lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ove…
Oh whimsical dance of the universe
Why have you lead me this wa
I have surrendered my soul to the sounds of your songs
Even when it’s to music I cannot yet play
You’ve answered my prayers in symbolic arrangements
Of mirrors reflecting back forgotten light
As life’s fire storms align in mandala like form
What a perfectly brilliant and cyclical sight

On which to meditate meditate
Chant down the names of
The deities laughing their Asses off
As I’m struggling in a world of pain
to remember that this is
The ultimate miracle of
Lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ove…

Oh mysterious workings of spiritual forces
Now is all of this suffering really necessary
I call in the courage to transmute these curses
But honestly where is the karmic relief
Does it come when I finally give up all of my attachments
To the intangible beauty of all that you are
To the music of a love that was supposed to burn forever
But then fell from the sky like a wondering star

On which to meditate meditate
Chant down the names of the deities
Laughing their asses off
As I’m struggling in a world of shame
to Remember that this is
The ultimate miracle of
Lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ove…

So lets meditate, meditate
chant down the names of the dieties
meditate, meditate
chant down the names of the dieties
meditate, meditate, chant down the name
meditate, meditate, chant down the name
of Lo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ove…
Track Name: Lightning In A Bottle
Look out!
Look out!
Look out for them sky pirates
sailin’ at the edge of a sunset
sailin’ through celestial seas
sailin’ through such thunderous cloud formations
sailin’ through such stormy weather
searchin’ for a fallen star

Her heart
it is of high value
her heart will bring eternal life
if you posses it completely
you’ll have your immortal pill
capture her heart
capture her soul
lightning in a bottle

I built a ship
built me a ship out of a poem
inside this old whisky flask
I tied balloons to its neck
up it flew
up it flew!
past rains of liquor tears
past all the sky pirates
and all of their earthly fears
I sent my message to the stars

Your song
it is of high value
your song will bring eternal love
in a brilliant flash
gone in an instant, gone forever
unless I catch your heart
capture your soul

If you fall, I will catch you
If you fall, I will catch you
keep your stardust on my altar
Keep your lightning in a bottle
Lightning in a bottle
Lightning in a bottle
Light, Sing in a bottle!
Track Name: Secret Song
How fast, how fast can you fly
up to that doorway in the sky
and not look down
don’t look down
don’t look
fast and furious, upward goes
the swirling light of lended prose
hold your breath, don’t smell the roses
offered to the spirits
just spread your wings and fly away
fly upon the winds of may
fly into another day
don’t look down

mysterious one with silent stares
overflowing from your hair
whispers spilling everywhere
your secret, secret, secret
come into this hidden space
that I may show you just a taste
of this new magic face I’ve found
way back on the mother ground
when I looked down

precious precious heart of gold
with dawn mist forming from the fold
you smell just like the stories told
with memories etched out on
moonbeam flakes all in your eyes
oh damn your spells and all their ties
I swear I thought that I would die
before I’d see another day
with your sweet face as we would pray
upon the bed where we once laid
in secret

How fast, how fast will you leave
just as I start to believe
there’s still a thread for us to weave
a spool for us to dance upon
a happy ending to our song
without the ancient longing sound
the heart breaks open ever more
the aching fits our mythic score
and up you fly, up to that door
to leave this world and start anew
just like you always said you’d do
and I’m left hunting all your clues
you hid them so auspiciously I’m sure
secret, secret, secret
Track Name: Oh Infatuation Of Mine
Oh infatuation of mine
what have you yet to reveal
how many hearts have you broken
how many kisses you steal
oh intoxicated am i
any time I sense you near
and as I catch myself reflecting in your eye
im faced with a new kind of fear

You are beautiful
you are beautiful

Oh infatuation of mine
tell me are you afraid
of poetic kisses rehearsing their lines
repeating every word that you said
oh in total denial am i
to think that my song holds the key
unlocking the secret behind your eye
a perfect reflection of me

You are beautiful
you are beautiful

Rivers of riddles flow backwards in my mind
outlining syllables stenciled in time
my heart is wide open
ready for invading
I wonder how long
ill be sitting here, waiting
Oh infatuation of mine
sweet elaboration of mine
Holy Incarnation Divine
you illuminate my mind

You are beautiful
you are beautiful
Track Name: Toast To Loneliness
Acid rain falls down on candy glass houses
he drinks champagne,
while she’s out buying pretty blouses
here’s a toast to loneliness he says
as he steps into his brand new Mercedes Benz

Isn’t this, isn’t this what we wanted
isn’t this what all the working was for
why do I feel so disenchanted
why do I still want more

Smog stained streaks of pink and green paint the skies
suns are setting every day on shattered horizons
time keeps passing
slowly harassing him
masked as the high gas prices
still rising

Isn’t this, isn’t this what we wanted
isn’t this what America’s for
why do I feel so stoic and haunted
why do I still want more

He slowly turns the key
and waits as the Angel of Darkness
comes and sets him free
no more tears, no more drinks alone
no more dreams of coming home

(lie to die, lie to die, lie to die)
Track Name: Rod Of Measure
I’ve a longing in my soul for you
I’ve dreamed of sacred union
I’ve danced along the edges
of my mind where you were standing
And I wish to see the emptiness
the screen upon which dreams are born
where every empty thought gives form
and where my aching heart is torn

my love for you is sworn to secrecy
is sworn to secrecy, is sworn to secret
and my aching heart is but a phantom pain
of a self, in vain, I thought existed

I’ve rested in the nothingness
where ache is just a riddle
and the answer lies in ideas of
ideals of perfect balance
I have stood upon their scales
I’ve held the rod of measure
with the increments that came
from the space between my fingers

but my love for you is sworn to secrecy
is sworn to secrecy, is sworn to secret
my aching heart is but a phantom pain
of a self, in vain, I thought existed

I still don’t have the answer
to the questions we were asking
like who gave birth to the Goddess
and what is the cause behind the causes
of the pleasures of this body
of the muses of the heart
of the tears we were crying
on the nights that we made art
and the sounds of angels singing
in an uproar of devotion
in a prayer of liberation
for the souls who stay in motion
on the path of incarnation
to heal the heart of longing
while speaking incantations
of a love that stays in hiding

my love for you is sworn to secrecy
is sworn to secrecy, is sworn to secret
my aching heart is but a phantom pain
of a self, in vain, I thought existed
my love for you is sworn to secrecy
it is sworn, it is sworn
and my aching heart is just a phantom pain
of a self in vain I thought, I thought
it was a thought, it was I though I thought existed
it was a thought, It was a thought I thought existed
It was a thought, It was a thought I thought existed
was it a thought, was it a thought I thought existed?
Track Name: Funny Little Thing
There were days when I was so easily impressed

by any charming smiling sage disguise of foggy consciousness
oh, yes, it took very little for me to get undressed
and into a state somewhere between confused 

amused
sedated
consolated
oscillating and depressed
These days I try to spend more of my time playing

hopscotch in the chem-trail grids, unafraid and always praying

to the sky whose limits are still undefined

equations cracking codes in-between the lines
that I am writing

to keep myself occupied

to keep myself dancing on the divide
to decorate the void I’ve wished to hide
to keep it real

to keep myself from forgetting how to feel
And I've met several men now who feel that they are Jesus

here to assert upon the world their own enlightening agendas

to seed some sort of concept of light into the darkness

of their own projections

to feel important

to feel affection
to be remembered
or just to be redeemed
And I, too, have worn the burdened mask of this savior complex
wanting to sing the world out of its dissonant nonsense

wanting to create a sacred stage where anyone could play

any song about whomever they wanted this ‘God’ character to be
and in my story
 God wanted me to be my own messiah
God wanted me to raise myself higher
God wanted me to heal myself from the
burns of my desire
God wanted me to heal myself from my denial
to heal myself from my addictions
to trust in love and intuition
That if I would only learn to listen,
all would be revealed (and so it was)
And as it were, I reveled in a masochistic dance

revealed symbolically of course as Love and Death's crazy romance

a vicious karmic cycle that I so easily convinced

both my light and shadow selves to jump right into head first

and whole-hearted
 just to heal from it breaking.
Open.
To heal from all the lies left yet unspoken
To weep the tears that I’ve been choking back
To Feel the fears
To feel their lack
And then to hear my God-self laugh

At such a funny little thing
Track Name: Under Your Wing
I went walking down
A boulevard in Paris
And heard a little bird singing

Her mourning song reminded me
Reminded me how
Comforting it was to be
Nestled under your wing

The tickle of your feathers
on my chin
As you held me close
so I would not blow
Away with the wind

It was warm,
it was sweet
It was just what I needed

Before spreading my own
Ahhhhh