To Create

by Richard Garvey

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Hello
Thanks for listening.
I have posted only two songs from the album for sampling.
When you buy it on here you will get the rest as hidden tracks.
Thanks for your support.
Rich
www.richardgarvey.ca

To Create track listing

When We First Met
Don’t Go Making Me Feel Small
Scattered Seeds
I’ve Been There (feat. Amy Carson Hunter)
Starving Artist
Tonight I Sing (for the drunks)
Bluebird
Speaks To Me
The Royal Mint
Justice Games
Prelude/Save The Arts, Cut The War/Folklore

Richard Garvey - Voice, Guitar, Ukulele, Banjo (11)

Musicians I am so thankful for;

Alison Feuerwerker - Violin (11)
Amy Carson Hunter - Voice (4)
Brad Levia and Julia Narveson - Voice (2)
Dan Belgue - Banjo (2, 3 & 5)
Uncle Dan Henshall - Mandolin
Dave Houde - Electric guitar loop, Brushes on suitcase (3)
Dave Rozell Soehner - Dobro
Ryan McTavish - Drums (2 & 6), Brushes on a box (1), Shaker (3)
Janice Lee - Voice (1 & 2)
Jason Jurchuk - Suitcase (1)
Jeremy Bernard - Drums (7)
Josef Bell - Double Bass
Matt Donnelly - Clarinet
Megan McCaffrey - Fiddle (3), Voice (2)
Laura Ashfield - Voice (1, 2, 3 & 5)
Laura McGuire - Piano
Turlough Myers - Bodhrán


“Save the Arts Choir”
Alison Feuerwerker
Angela Shea Myers
Ashley Idle
Brad Levia
Ciarán Myers
Julia Narveson
Kevin Smith
Michelle Horel
Patrick Plein

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released September 12, 2012

Recorded at The Sound Distillery in Downtown Kitchener, ON, 2012
Produced by Richard Garvey with Dave Houde
Engineered by William Muir
Mixed by Dave Houde and William Muir
Mastered by Noah Mintz at Lacquer Channel Mastering

Album Photo and Art by Polly Edwards

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Track Name: When We First Met
when we first met
i was smoking popeye cigarettes
you were dancing so holy in the rain
never gave too much thought
to love, marriage, babies and what not
but here we go

grade school seems so long ago
we’ll raise up young children
and off to class they’ll go
I could have told you so

when we first met
you were wearing that purple polka dot dress
and I was giving you the eye
never gave too much thought about
back seats romance making out
but here we go

high school seems so long ago
our teenagers may take the bus
but they’ll cut them classes you know
i could have told you so

when we first met
i was dealing with some old regrets
you were seeing some other guys
never gave much thought at all
getting jobs paying debts family portraits on the wall
but here we go

university seems so long ago
i swear i never learned a thing
but hope like hell our kids can go
i could have told you so
Track Name: Don't Go Making Me Feel Small
Verse → G // C// D (Db) D (Db is first verse only)
I'm picking at the starbucks.
Coffee must taste like shit.
even those who drink it here.
take it in a paper cup
but I've got a china mug
with some green tea
everyone's so different from me.

CHORUS → C G / D D7 /G G7 /C G /C G D (D7 → G)
I've got no place to go, no place to go
i'd like to rest my head
or i'd like to play a show
if I could hit the road
i surely would
but I've got no place to go
So don't go making me feel small

Sit out on the sidewalk
draw my name with kids' chalk
meet some poor folks on every other block
they want spare change
I want small talk
swith the subject
stick out like a sore thumb
everywhere I go
CHORUS

HOLD D7.

These city streets
can be so kind
so cruel when

CHORUS
Track Name: Scattered Seeds
Scattered seeds, on the ground
the wind blows, they move around
some take root, some take flight
they all bring new life

scattered seeds, in the earth
the rain falls, we find the waters worth
some wash out, some sink deep
they all bring new life

scattered seeds, its hard to know
til the sunshines, n they begin to grow
some bear fruit, or flowers rare
they all bring new life

Scattered seeds, on the ground
the wind blows, they move around
some take root, some take flight
they all bring new life

chords
G Am
G Am
Am C
Am F
G
C
Track Name: I've Been There (feat. Amy Carson Hunter)
Won’t you call me
If you’re broke down
Or busted flat
On the road to nowhere
I’ve been there

If you’re lonely
Or you’re lost
I will find you
I’ve been there

I don’t know where you’re going
I don’t know how to get there
But if you’re hurting
You can share
I’ve been there

When the doors
Close in your face
Won’t you call me
I’ve been there

It gets hard
When your pocket start to empty
When no one spares you change for a song
I’ve been there

Chorus

When you feel you’re at the end of your rope
Think you’ve got one last prayer
Well pray for hope
The world will kick you down and try and keep you there
But good people around do love and care

So won’t you call me
When you’re passing by
I carry burdens
And try to wear a smile
I’ve been there
I’ve been there

Chorus
Track Name: Starving Artist
Now I know I’m not a winner, and I’ll probably never be
but I don’t wanna spend my whole life, in urban poverty
So I’ll stand in the welfare line, and I’ll eat in the soup kitchen
and if I never find a job, guess I’ll have to live creatively

If i wanna see, the most beautiful art
and I’ll shake that artists hand and ask em how he got his start
and its’ Mr. Picasso. what does it mean
is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me

I will master this craft or I will starve
and I’ll never taste the sweetest wines and say how grape they are
I’ll find a canvas and never put my brushes down
and I’ll pay that gallery their expensive competition fee

and everyone will see the most beautiful art
and they’ll shake my artist hand and ask at how much do they start
and its Mr. Picasso what does it mean
is the beauty that its simple or to complex to see for me

then I’ll pass a child who draws chalk on the side walk
and never puts a hat out says all art should be free
and I’ll meet a hippie singer with torn jeans and broke guitar
and he’ll say pay what you can i don’t wanna starve

and try and see the most beautiful art
was made by starving artist hands
who never waited for a break to start
Track Name: Tonight I Sing (for the drunks)
Tonight I sing for the drunks
at a drop dead lose your head dive of a bar
They pay me 14 dollars in glasses of beer
but I feel like a star
When they know all the words to haggard and cash
and when I play hank williams
they slap me on the back

Say when I was your age
I was on a hockey team
we’d drink in the dressing room
then go downtown
watch the girls dance for half a dollar
beer was 5 cents so we’d stay for hours
I Still drink, but it doesn’t feel great
and I can’t skate like I used to

I finish my glass and go on back to the microphone
I pick up my guitar and play ring of fire
so they don’t feel alone.
If they stayed at home
this pub would be empty
and I’d be out of work

Tomorrow I play for the yuppies uptown
when I play Seeger they all frown
Guess there’s no room for freedom songs in this priveleged part of town
But I don’t know top 40, unless you’re over 50.
thank god everyone loves Lennon and Mccartney

Cause tonight I sing for the drunks
at the rich end, non-sense, ritz of a bar
they paid me 200 dollars in glass of wine
and I’ve only had one so far
they won’t sing along
so I pretend to play some jazz
and they all nod and look relaxed
Track Name: Bluebird
Bluebird won’t you come by my window
Bluebird won’t you come by my window
Bluebird won’t you teach me to fly
Bluebird I will try

Bluebird don’t be blue
Bluebird don’t be blue
Bluebird don’t you cry
Bluebird my oh my

Its you I fancy, for romancing
its you I protest, give my love a chance

Bluebird haven’t you heard
Bluebird haven’t you heard
Bluebird we can sing
your blues away

Its you I fancy, for romancing
its you I protest, give my love a chance

Oh Stay Bluejay
Oh stay Bluejay
Track Name: Speaks to me
Scribble in the margins of the page
a beautiful woman names
I hardly know her face
never heard her story
she speaks to me I hear her say

don't you wish the sun would shine today
would help a lot of broken people
be on their way
what gets you out of bed when skies are grey

the rhythm in her words fall like rain
smile washes over me the same
her poetry escapes
a beauty to behold
speaks to me I hear her say

don't you ever laugh like your a child
hula-hoop hold hands
if only for a while.
til the worlds a little brighter
share some smiles

her imagery imagines love with rage
she colours the unspoken with no name
she paints a picture
i study her ways
speak to her on sunday
Track Name: The Royal Mint
When I find a wishing well
I’ll throw away all of my money
and hope for steady pay cheque
or a few less bills to pay

I’ll close my eyes
and pray to god
to do away with all of the banks
and finally reveal
true wealth to all
as something you could never save

and spend, your life
spend your whole life
living out love for the poor

riches and fame
i have not
just like my name
they’ll all be forgot
with the last amen
a broken song
hallelujah

the weight of my debts
burdens my soul
like a deadly sin
i’ve lost control

with tears in my eyes at the royal mint
i wait on the bench
but i don’t
go in
Track Name: Justice Games
Every story has at least two sides
so you can't just flip a coin when you decide
who lives, who dies
Justice oh justice. where have you gone?
you're judges and police can't be counted

so how about you and I just draw straws
the shortest one walks, the longest one crawls from the law
Justice oh justice, where have you gone?
have you forgotten to teach me right from wrong?

I was born a poor child I grew up fast
and wished I could afford
The dreams of my parents.
How they worked so hard.
to feed my mouth
try to grow
my mind

so I learned everything a boy ought know.
and I went places, good men ought not go
so curious, I questioned.
Justice oh justice, where have you been.
there's death on the streets.
whose bloods on your hands

I risked it all
just to raise my voice
to grab some attention
make some noise
I cried injustice
dissent was mine
I got beat down.
I crossed the line

the police brought me in to draw straws with the judge.
but he cried guilty wouldn't hear me plead for what I done
Justice oh justice, now I know your game
when people start to question, you build a bigger cage
Injustice, Injustice, silence is your game
I tossed you a nickel, wheres my head. whats my name
Track Name: Prelude/Save the arts, Cut the war/Folklore
Save the Arts, Cut the War
by Richard Garvey (Oct. 2008)

D A Bm G
Each child paints
With creative innocence
This unjust loss
When we send them out to fight
Until nobody finger paints, anymore

AD
Save the arts, cut the war
Save the arts, cut the war

Each child sings
Joyful songs
Until we silence them
Forget those melodies
No more harmonies, anymore

Save the arts, cut the war
Save the arts, cut the war

Each child dances
Freely moving
Until we sit them down
“Operate like machinery”
Til nobody dances anymore

CD, CD Bm G
Let the children dream
Spare a life
Create a masterpiece
Go to the ballet
Or the symphony
Save the arts, cut the war
Save the arts, cut the war
Save the arts, cut the war
Save the arts, cut the war