The Secret in the Garden

by Griz

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credits

released 25 June 2011
Chris Grunwald - lead and backing vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, piano, mandolin, bass, percussion; Andrew Keenan - pedal steel (1,6,8); Steven (Lu) Ciannavei - bass (1,6,8,9,13); Stu Bullen - bass (7); Dean Gorfti - drums (1,2,3,5,6,7,8,9,11); Fred Berman - drums (4,10); Andrew Lipke - chuck guitar, backing vocals (9); Susan Rosetti - vocals (8)

© 2011 Chris Grunwald (BMI). All songs written by Chris Grunwald except "The Song No One Wants to Hear" by Daniel R. Migliore (BMI). All songs recorded and produced at the Record Lounge (Phila, PA) by Andrew Lipke and Chris Grunwald. Mastered by Paul Hammond and Paul Sinclair at Fat City Studios (Blue Bell, PA). Cover Photo © Keith Sharp Photography; disc image by Amy Bird; inside photo by N.J. Grunwald; all other artwork by Joy Grunwald.

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Track Name: Waiting for the End
I've been working on a farm picking up potatoes
Storing them in silos
Waiting for the end
Staring at the stars drinking corn whiskey
hoping that you'll miss me
when I'm not around anymore
You've been talking to ghosts up in the trees
holding out for a host of pleasant things
to believe in something
There's a flying machine scratching up the skyline
blocking out the sunshine
throwing shadows on the lawn
I've been waiting for my heart to make all my decisions
I call it intuition
it hasn't gotten me very far
There are UFO's and unsolved mysteries
All the things you don't know are the easiest things
to believe in something
I've got pictures of dolphins on the walls
and I've been trying to understand their calls
to believe in something
Track Name: I Like A Beach
I Like a Beach
I like a beach all day-o
I like a beach all day
I think I'll sit in my cabana
i think I'll eat a ripe banana
I think I'll call up Mariana
I think I’m gonna 'cause I wanna
I like a beach all day-o
I like a beach all day
I think I'll sit in my cabana
Sipping pina colada
Or dip my toes in the water
I think I'm gonna 'cause I wanna
I like a beach all day-o
I like a beach all day
Track Name: Let's Be Free in America
Let's be free in America
We got all this land an no one left to share it with
No one left but thieves
'twas a good idea but it ran too long
Now it's overrun with greed
Traveling down this dusty road
I got four bad tires and a bag of smoke to keep me from
this cultural disease
But I've been around long enough to know
that there's not much else I need
Free to laugh, free to learn
free to sit and watch the fires burn
Free to dance, free to sing
free to wrap your arms around everything you see
I've got notions and big ideas
being overstressed and oppressed
by novel things I was never meant to see
but if i could strip away my concern
It'd be a lovely place to be
I've been fucking up everyday
if only they could find a way
to forgive me somehow
'Cause if I could learn from my mistakes
I'd be a genius by now
Free to be, free to not
free to want the things I haven't got
Free to praise, free to curse
free to rearrange the universe inside of your mind