Name: Home by Kathleen Murray Music
Duration: 4 min 14 s
Description: Ten songs from times of change, heartache and acceptance. Desert Dream is the second full length release from musician, Kathleen Murray.

Composed, Performed, Produced and Arranged by Marya Stark
Cello Arrangements by Barry Phillips
Engineered and Mixed by Andy Zenczak at Gadgetbox Studios
Mastered by Cian Riordan
Artwork by Tessa Shields

did you catch a song upon the wind
or carve it from the stone
did you hear it coming o’er the mountain
or read its scripted bones

did you feel from the forgotten place
the space between your toes
did you taste the color of its melody
dance rhythm’s prose

did it come to you like lightning would
or slowly through the veil
did its sonnet climb right out your throat
from the darkness it escaped

did it take you on a journey through
the faces of your past
did the memories last long enough
to turn phrase from their grasp

did it chase you in your dream time
cast its burden on your chest
did it wake you ‘neath the moon light
did it even let you rest

did it startle you by telling truth
you sworn silence til your death
did you let it have its way with you
this music on your breath


how did the song come
how did the song come
how did the song come
how did the song come
how did the song come
how did the song come
how did the song
how did the song
how did the song

How Did The Song

Composed, Performed, Produced and Arranged by Marya Stark
Cello Arrangements by Barry Phillips
Bass by Andy Zenczak
Engineered and Mixed by Andy Zenczak at Gadgetbox Studios
Mastered by Cian Riordan
Artwork by Tessa Shields

lyrics
saw you hiding something special
in your heart shaped origami fold
feeling like I’m ‘bout to strike gold

loves river it keeps flowing
are you standing still or jumping in
to the wonder that’ surrounding

 It’s washing over
washing over
washing over
washing over


so come on
tell me all about this world we’re saving
and what 
kind of super hero you think you’re playing
as long 
as we lose the mask at the end of the day
and gaze upon the naked truth again

i like the way your body moves
when your gazing at the devils muse
seems like heaven placed its bet on you
and I’m about to cash in

don’t know much about your mythic realms
or what your gospel’s trying to sell
or what your latest theory tells
about this feeling

It’s washing over
Washing over
Washing over
Washing over

so come on
tell me all about this world we’re saving
and what 
kind of super hero you think you’re playing
as long 
as we lose the mask at the end of the day
and gaze upon the naked truth again

time stands still
only love seems real
breathing as one with a
dream inside of a dream
suddenly falling in love with 
everything

so come on
tell me all about this world we’re saving
and what 
kind of super hero you think you’re playing
as long 
as we lose the mask at the end of the day
and gaze upon the naked truth again

got a crush a crush on existence
royal flush absolves all resistance
got a crush a crush on existence
royal flush absolves all resistance
got a crush a crush on existence
royal flush absolves all resistance
got a crush a crush on existence
royal flush absolves all resistance
(washing over
washing over)

Origami

i took a picture of the moon
you couldn’t see what i saw, her splendor in full bloom
the shadows on her face, and her peachy cream allure
the warm summer breeze blowing through all demure
you couldn't tell i felt she knew me to the core
an old story-keeper, of every lover I've adored
a dance of elegance across a lonely stretch of night 
im pretty sure that you just saw a fuzzy yellow light

I drew a portrait of the muse
poised under a waterfall in every shade of blue
but all you saw were colored lines, the contours of her thighs
the way i tried to blend the hues to show how the mists rise
you couldn’t feel the water pound against the rock
or how the smell of wet stone made me feel things id forgot
or how the faces in the canyon echoed her decent
you could only see the markings
of my novice pen

i wrote a love song for you
to tell you what you meant
but all you heard was the tune
you couldn’t feel the heat of suns colliding in my bones
the wakening of wonder at the wild light in my tones
you couldn’t hear how my heart was breaking free
to feel for once the nuances of longings sweet decree
and how a hopeless love blazed in me for you like a dying star
all you heard were the words
and the strum of my guitar

i took a picture of the moon
i drew a portrait of the muse
i wrote a love song for you
but all you heard
all you heard
was the music

Picture Of The Moon

I’ve been holding on to something that isn’t real
couldn’t be lost, couldn’t be found
i’ve been wondering how long i could bear to feel
stuck in the sound, between the sky and the ground
hovering in suspension
i disappear
everything i’ve come to know
surrendered
and offered to the records 
of remembering

this longing is such a crucible
of wandering among the half dead and half hearted
I don’t have much more to give and truth be told 
i’m not sure that I ever did

but in the spark i saw the art of a memory
making its way down the halls of my darkest dreams
there were portraits on the walls of the lovers i had lost
in the fires of a dawning that couldn’t come soon enough

and maybe i had it wrong, the pictures in my mind
so many shapes and so many faces
every time i chase the song, what do i find
pleasures untasted, moments i wasted
wandering the realms of regret
you disappear
and everything we came to be
to one another’s
been broken by a hunger
and a thundering

this longing is such a crucible
of wandering among the half dead and half hearted
I don’t have much more to give and truth be told 
i’m not sure that I ever did

but in the spark i saw the art of a melody
making its way down the trail of my sweetest dreams
there were poems in the flowers in the shimmering night light was
moving to the muses there was only us and you of course the
picture of an angel who’s soul was on fire with 
the love that id been aching for all the while, all the while
the edges of my heart beat beat beat against the walls 
of a mind that was shattering, shattering, shattering

death don’t you come, i’m having way too much fun
death don’t you come, i’m having way too much fun
death don’t you come don’t you come don’t you dare come death
strike me a bargain 
I'm one of your own kind
oh death so kind of you 
oh death it was so kind of you to come
oh death so kind of you 
oh death it was so kind of you to come

Crucible

you told me everything I longed to hear
you brought the sky down 
that I might feel her constellations
the wild winds were moving, ecstatic visions came
mystic phrases revealing every inch of her temptation

you showed me a dream that I’d long forgot
a garden so rare, her flowers restored my innocence
for a moment it seemed our souls were being brought
together to give form to the ones who lives were to be born from our love 
  
and I was only human  
I could not resist
I was only human   
longing for bliss 
just a hot blooded woman
what am I to do
a part of me still waits for you
in that garden under the moon

once I was a believer in stories of great love
designs of a feverish light on eyes of giants
where ancient flames were rising, fashioned as twins
well babe I’ve had soul mate or two
but damn I thought you might be it

and I was only human
I could not resist
I was only human
longing for bliss
just a hot blooded woman
what am I to do
a part of me still waits for you
in that garden under the moon 

holy wild revive me
all of this emotion and writhing beauty
prophecies unbind me I can only keep
a secret for so long

and I was only human
I could not resist
I was only human
longing for bliss
just a hot blooded woman
what am I to do
a part of me still waits for you
under the moon

Only Human

how'd you get so far under my skin
i can feel you there listening
i can hear you lingering in my riddles of love
oh babe, its been years and years 
since i started writing this song
so if your passing through
id say it wasn’t really about you
if you stay with me longer than tonight
ill just write and write and write


i’ve been writing love poems to the stars
trying to spell, spell out my heart
never dream id hear them respond
oh but babe when you looked at me last night so fondly
I swear i could hear 
the song of a thousand lifetimes of fears
fall away to the fires i saw burning in your eyes
oh how long I've been chasing that sight


how'd you come to feel so much like home
like the place I've tried to find on my own
like the love I’ve been after with all these words
like the sound of the song in my heart 
I know in my heart that you heard
and if your passing through
id say it wasn’t really about you
but if you'd stay with me longer than tonight
there's no telling what we could write

and if your passing through
id say it wasn’t really about you
if you'd stay with me longer than tonight
oh baby what could we write

Under My Skin

i miss the stars
dripping thick like honey
from your heart
your dark light beating brightly
in the night
ancient stores of passion
dropping sudden wild confessions
in a breaking open fashion

i miss the long nights
where we’d dream right through each others devastation
miss the prayers we'd say, to bear the wieght of all this crazy making
miss the blissful shaking heartfelt stake we’d claim for making
love until the dawn

i miss the stars
dripping thick like honey
from your heart
your dark light beating brightly
in the night
ancient stores of passion
dropping sudden wild confessions
in a breaking open fashion

I miss the silk-ness in your voice
whispering through dissenting choices
miss the curious way you’d say my name
on windless flames and
seeing through the architecture’s
bold conjecture, sometimes less is more
when making out like bandits in the goldmine
of songs before time

i miss the stars
dripping thick like honey
from your heart
your dark light beating brightly
in the night
ancient stores of passion
dropping sudden wild confessions
in a breaking open fashion

for life how you breathe into me
sing of this mystery through
my listening feeling taking
over every moment
waiting for your next move
swell pushing comes rushing to
crash over everything
and leave me weightless

Among the stars….

Weightless

in honor of the underground river that connects us all

Underground River

Alluvium - Marya Stark + Daniel Berkman

Ten songs from times of change, heartache and acceptance. Desert Dream is the second full length release from musician, Kathleen Murray.

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"She may be young, but her songwriting evoked a person who has lived out hundreds of stories. Murray’s vocals were tender with a hint on longing, a quality that endeared her to the crowd; as one local musician told me, “Her voice will break your heart.” It did in the best of ways. This was on full display in her current single, “Illusion,” a tale of conflict, love, and moving on. Kathleen Murray is definitely one to watch." -Seattle Music News

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