From the recording Marsh Radio
Produced and Engineered by Lloyd Peterson
Sam Baardman: lead vocals, acoustic guitar, keyboards
Lloyd Peterson: acoustic and electric guitars, organ
Rob McLaren: acoustic guitar, lap steel
Gord Mowat: bass
Josh Ayers: drums, percussion
Heitha Forsyth: harmony vocals
Lyrics
THE TRICKERY OF TIME - by Sam Baardman
The thing about a storm cloud
It holds the lightning in its hands
Rain and fire flashing
Don’t know where it’s gonna land
The thing about a memory
First it’s here and then it’s gone
It can come back out of nowhere
Or vanish with the dawn
Now look at any mountain
One day it won’t be there
The wind and rain will work until
It disappears into thin air
It’s the trickery of time
Creeping up behind
Keeping everyone in line
It’s the trickery of time
That lazy, muddy river
Is winding through the trees
Somewhere it hits the narrows
And it starts to feel the squeeze
I don’t know when it’ll happen
I’ll start to look away
By sleight of hand or some distraction
Suddenly I’ve lost a day
I’m caught up in the currents
Of an ancient river flow
That can carve a crooked canyon
Or disappear into a hole
It’s the trickery of time
Creeping up behind
Keeping everyone in line
It’s the trickery of time
Look at these two lovers, solid as a rock
One day they may be strangers staring at a ticking clock
Look at these two lovers, could be me and you
Running in the shadows, even we are not immune
To the trickery of time
Creeping up behind
Keeping everyone in line
It’s the trickery of time