Old Trickster’s Last Grand Parade

 

Words & Music: Bobby Shiflett
From By Turns || Stephen Casteel:Guitar | Ashley Hoefer: Percussion | Andrew Reid: Bass | Guyton Sanders | Bobby Shiflett: Guitar & Vox

Walking in from the edge of town
He doesn’t look up but he never looks down
The old trickster’s last grand parade
The crowd does fade ….from view

Finding all the things hidden on the side
Where’s the magic, now?
Mind you what it brings when you take the ride
Feel your soul go down

You may know what’s in the ground
But do you know what makes the sound?
The root of the small tree is the fruit of the tall tree
And that’s how it all works out

Feel the sky
Falling down

I came to town yesterday
Don’t know how long I’m gonna stay
The old trickster waiting here
Watch ’em all
Disappear!

When you really think you’ve got it all worked out
Will you fill me in?
Abel’s apparition was a shadow of doubt
And there he goes again

You may know what’s in the ground
But do you know what makes the sound?
The fruit of the small tree is the root of the tall tree
And that’s how it all works out

Feel the sun
Shining down.

I wrote this song sometime in the late 90s and we recorded it during the 2000 “Justified Ancients of the Grand Orient” sessions with the late, great Frank Piggot. Guitarist, Steve Casteel came up with the title and I had to write the words to that title. The music was already written. The main lyric idea of the song is in the two reversed lines:
The root of the small tree is the fruit of the tall tree and The fruit of the small tree is the root of the tall tree “and that’s how it all works out” — which goes to the paradox of continuity.

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