A meditation on the ways we can delude ourselves and others without realizing, the song was engineered by Dean Nelson (Beck, Bat for Lashes) in London, Ontario and Diego Medina in a cavernous former guild lodge on the South Shore of Nova Scotia. The song breezes slowly in on Tim Crabtree’s languorous vocals, and ethereal pedal steel (Michael Feuerstack – Bell Orchestre) before cataclysmic drums (Nathan Doucet – Crosss) rip the peace apart and mournful orchestral swells (Gregory Burton, and Pietro Amato – the Luyas) push at the edges and the tension subsides, leaving the song to die away on a wave of stark yet warm keyboards and tremolo violins.