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Ten Means Heaven

by Markarians

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1.
Strangers II 04:00
I saw your girlfriend there. I saw her—there She whispered tragic things. Tragic—words Was hard to follow her mind’s own motion Like arks of Joan swinging side to side We did not agree on if heaven’s a good device Her goddess ego in overdrive You’re counting on it too much You trashed our house on a hunch! There you go Take this gold ring from my fat finger Weigh it as proof I’m a measured man not a singer Look into my eyes. Look into my—eyes You are not easily swayed, if “swayed” means “moved.” Was hard to follow your mind’s own motion One German class and you’re sanctified? We will not agree on the point of an afterlife You miss a step and you miss it twice You’re counting on it too much You trashed our house on a hunch! Blame a ghost I’m signing Chinese autographs for my neighbors They said they went to the moon and back, found a savior I sprinkled pieces of golden ring on their cradles They said it’s sure proof that hidden men talk to strangers STRANGERS
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Honeycomber 03:39
Everyday there are methods there are ways to elevate your mood Like: only sister, cool it! Let me count the ways I’d die for you Say mama nature’s son heal my brother’s crooked thumbs—I feel much better now You were shocked! I’m a lover, I’m a tiger, scent was in my nose Father John drank a gallon of holy water—where’d my money go? Every step, every letter, every line says I feel your touch But I feel no touch. This other time I had to guess to make it mine, in my Sunday clothes Like honeycomb in the house when no-one’s home, poison perfect rows Every step… You were shocked! I’m a lover, I’m a tiger, scent was in my nose Father John drank a gallon of holy water—where’d my money go? Every step, every letter, every line says I feel your touch But I feel no touch. I fear no touch. This is no fun, dear, or even right I read minds wrong, I read the wrong minds I miss how your heartbeat’s not right I miss how your heartbeat’s not right
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Evil Tina 03:07
Darling your eyes are closer put together than I am used to—gotta think about it In my history book there’s an answer It was 70 years ago No, 70,000 years ago There’s a hand that I hold, there’s a bluebird with the blood of a man—I have heard them going on about it It’s stupid, so what? Let’s call it by English names Like “Evil Tina,” or “Justin” or “James” Still I try and I try I’m eating stardust half the time Strangest thing Got this friend I cannot picture in my head But oh how I need it Sometimes I am a man and my heart is a stone Galaxy I will conjecture A comet’s a corner detached from heaven’s heavy door Aping that celestial BANTER Now we’re climbing out on the wing When you’re desperate you’ll do anything
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Baby just in time I arrived But I arrived in a basket Now it’s not my fault, but I’ll divide I’m gonna take it from both sides If you wash my feet Rad dream I’m gonna run so far We hold on fast We hold on fast You need a face like that to put your money on a memory, right, a memory We hold on fast We hold on fast They said I had it! I’m gonna rip through sunsets Make ‘em scream I’m gonna swim through the high streets It won’t be my fault, but I’ll be fine I’m gonna lean on my left side But now it’s dead and it’s gone We gotta find it somehow

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released July 5, 2011

Written, played, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Chad Murphy. All songs published by Chad Benjamin Murphy BMI. Cover photos by Jesse Snyder. (jessesnyder.tumblr.com)

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Markarians Houserville, Pennsylvania

Imagine an alien species of explorers from a galaxy some 70 million light years distant. Countless generations have lived and died on the journey to Earth. Whole histories, micro-civilizations come and gone. But at last they are here. Markarians are here. Only…somewhere along the way, rounding the Sombrero Galaxy, they forgot why they came. And how to get back.

-Felix Singer, Athens, GA
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