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Free to Grow LIVE

by Free to Grow

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1.
Just wash the dishes
 Get 'em done in time
 Stop yer clock watching
 She'll be home at five
 And you know she won't be happy
 If there's a mess when she gets home Put away the vacuum
 and fold the clothes
 Mop the bathroom floor
 Put that guitar where it goes 'Cause you know she won't be happy
 If there's a mess when she gets home 
 I love her dearly
 Wanna please her so
 She's everything I got
 and I don't want her to go Take out the laundry
 Put it on the line
 Clean out the bathtub
 and scrub the tiles 'Cause you know she won't be happy
 If there's a mess when she gets home Take out the garbage Rake up the Lawn Mow the grass and put the kettle on 'Cause you know she won't be happy
 If there's a mess when she gets home 
 I love her dearly
 Wanna please her so
 She's everything I got
 and I don't want her to go Just weed the garden and wash the car Feed the critters Put the dinner on And you know that she'll be happy 'Cause there's no mess when she gets home Just Wash the Dishes Just Wash the Dishes Just Wash the Dishes Just Wash the Dishes And honey, mow that lawn
2.
Silence LIVE 05:31
Silence paves the way to another bad day Sirens howl their way down your motorways And the tyrants shake their heads looking your way You say it’s too soon Another day, the drugged, the dreary unfeeling Wind their way in the corridors where paint is peeling They no longer smell the decay, or see the mouldy ceilings It’s too soon It’s too soon It’s too soon Until it’s too late Injured, the lesions don’t heal they stay open Stumbling, the walking wounded march on In the direction taken by those who surrender They said it’s too soon Can you wake up, can you make the connection Between what you see, what you feel and the oppression And your silence, the tacit compliant acceptance It’s too soon It’s too soon It’s too soon Until it’s too late I want to cry out and shout the words unexpected I need to lash out before being bound and rejected I have to break out from my own incarceration Before it’s too late Stand down, afraid to draw attention With the mask on, the one that hides dejection Another year gone and left no negative impression It’s too late It’s too late It’s too late Unless we do it soon
3.
Soft cries, darkening skies Uneasy nights, peculiar lights She glides in the air Quiet and pure, bringing the cure Leaving no trace, she wins the race And she glides in the air My spirit guide And I, I bring her butterflies And she, she helps me sleep at night How long can it be and what can it mean Is it only me who she can see as she glides in the air? My spirit guide My spirit guide My spirit guide My spirit guide My guide
4.
It’s a cool dream Like a movie scene Piskahegan promises They won’t let you down Woodland dream child Supple and wild Affirmation prophesies Got you wound around Awakened child thing Somehow knowing Visionary reader She won’t let you down By a mossy path Near majestic pine Divine forecaster Wood nymph dreamer
5.
Things got way out of hand and had you on your knees Now you try to keep it straight and stay between the trees Now don’t look back Stay on track And step on the gas if you want to stay alive They said you were looking good, it was a surprise You went to Hollywood and looked into their eyes When you were there Did anyone care Now step on the gas if you want to stay alive Tossing and turning kept you up at night Someone is there but they’re staying out of sight Crawl on the floor Run out the door then step on the gas if you want to stay alive
6.
What I read, what I see, confounds me And the sounds that swirl around, they astound me Unmet needs and misguided deeds, alarm me All have heard venomous words, they harm me Must I breathe this air You out there, do you care? Are you gone? I don’t hear and I fear I’m alone Has it all gone mad? Has it all gone mad? Sad news, radical views, surround me Tried to flee oh no but they found me Bells toll and lost souls reach behind me In the alley below an old woman is crying Must I breathe this air You out there, do you care? Are you gone? I don’t hear and I fear I’m alone Has it all gone mad? Has it all gone mad? Has it all gone mad? Has it all gone mad?
7.
I see bright times in your eyes Open roads and sunny skies Long hair waving in the breeze I know I dreamt of times like these Trapped inside for so long I didn’t miss it ‘til it was gone Now the journey measures on Distance travelled in time and song Soft silky drops of time Drifting spaces floating lines I will see you there Sunset blue, a fading sky A fluid dance before our eyes A promise made, a gift of life A squeeze of hand, a knowing smile Soft silky drops of time Drifting spaces floating lines Will I see you there?
8.
In the stage lights I always saw you shine It was in your eyes Somehow dark but still bright And the smile Strangely lit the sky Connected me inside To a world that had life Do what you do Do what you do Do what you do What you always do Now I, I don’t know What dimmed the light Tore you up inside Part of you died And I cried As trust in human nature died All those lies Oh dear, you can’t deny Time, time has been so kind and you’re forever fine They turn to look When you walk by And redemption It can be a fine line Can you extricate, And live a good life? Do what you do Do what you do Do what you do What you always do
9.
Winds blow, as nature sighs Eagles call, when they fly We all love, then we die But you know, we’re all along for the ride Hear a whisper, hear a roar Hear the knock, upon your door You wonder, does she love me any more? And you know, it’s part of the ride Feel the joy, the fear And the love, from those you hold dear What’s coming, you have no idea But you know, you’re along for the ride Sidewalk beggar, man with gold Dark alley, well lit road Those young, those old Deep-sea darkness, sunlit smile Sunlit smile, you know I want to see That sunlit smile, once more Winds blow, when nature sighs The eagle calls, when she flies We all love, we all die But you know, we’re all along for the ride
10.
That's right, hold tight Freaky girl's gonna give you a fright Got legs, got the face Frizzy hair a little out of place Got a look, can't help but see Her tattoos and her beads Chasin' metal bands from bar to bar Winks at the player on guitar Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl She smokes, does coke Joins the band when they're haven' a toke Twisted smile, glazed eyes Knows how to shake it when she tries Gettin' old, but the boys don't mind Still the hottest they can find She gets loud, lets out a howl A weekend cougar on the prowl Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl In the week you'd never know Got a steady job, stays off the blow Quiet sweetie in the workplace Boss thinks she's straight-laced Can't stop, can't settle down Likes it freaky, likes to get around Always keepin' weekends free For head bangin' 'n getting freaky Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl Ooh Weekend Freaky Ooh Weekend Freaky Ooh Weekend Freaky Girl
11.
He’s a rock and roll man In a rock and roll band Had blood clots in the brain In a few months he was back playing Miracle Man, hug your baby tonight Miracle Man gonna be alright He lives in the country upriver And he don’t mind the banjo pickers Woke up to nurses at his bed Talkin’ ‘bout how he shoulda been dead Miracle Man, hug your baby tonight Miracle Man gonna be alright Now he’s out spreadin’ the word And playin’ guitar with The Unheard He’s a rock and roll man He plays in a rock and roll band Miracle Man, hug your baby tonight Miracle Man gonna be alright He’s a Miracle Man He’s a Miracle Man Miracle Man Miracle Man Miracle Man Ooooh

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Recorded on February 25, 2023 upon the band's return after a 4 1/2 year hiatus due to health reasons (including cancer) and the pandemic.

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released February 23, 2024

All songs written by Jeff Patch except for tracks 2 and 11 written by Jeff Patch and Joseph Bonnell.

The Players

Amanda L. Moss: Lead and Backing Vocals
Marie-Hélène Michaud: Lead and Backing Vocals
Catherine LeBlanc: Backing Vocals
Jeff Patch: Backing Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Guitars
Dan Doucet: Lead and Backing Vocals, Electric Guitar
Joseph Bonnell: Electric Guitar
Alan Gray: Bass Guitar
James Rooney: Drums

Vaughan Evans: Lead Electric Guitar on tracks 9 & 10

Audio Recorded by Matt Douthwright, MRD Studios

Mixed and Mastered by Adrian Jenkinson, Hairy Monster Audio Hull, East Yorkshire, UK

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Free to Grow Fredericton, New Brunswick

“A mix of folk, rock, progressive and east coast in a classic rock blender”

Website: ​​www.freetogrowband.ca

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