From the album Redacted Passages

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Redacted Passages album 1st track:

Words & Music by Andrew Farmer (copyright 2018)
Piano and Drums: Jake Greenwood
Midi-Congas: Andrew Farmer
Bass: Hank Horton
Trumpet: Brad Fowler
Saxophone: Jon Gewirtz
Trombone: Shawn Bell
Vocals: Andrew Farmer
Backing Vocals: Cyndi McElroy
Brass Arrangement by Shawn Bell

Lyrics

Sunlight was Al’s praise
His canticle of days
And in the winter’s crystal light
His breath would float up, cloudy white
Rising hands, illumined strands
Of misting, spectral air
Enfold a rising rosary
Of sweet ascending prayer

Margaret has a shopping cart
Holding the treasures of her heart
Caged in as her sacristy
That wheels alone on vestal streets
Processional, confessional
To most she’s just a bum
But she will give you all you ask
In offertorium

Calling all the crazies (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You know who you are (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You hitched your super-up wagons (ollie ollie oxenfree)
To blazing, shooting stars (ollie ollie oxenfree)
Calling all the crazies (ready or not)
From our borderline rest (here we come)
Of all the faraway maddened crowds
We loved you the very best
(ollie ollie oxenfree, ollie ollie oxenfree)

Actor in the lot
Becoming what he’s not
He goes waltzing ‘round the parapets
Of brickyard castles and alley sets
Answering the question
‘To be or not to be’
With an accent all his own
And dumpster props of need

Under moonlit stars
Thumbing passing cars
He leaves behind a factory town
Where the wheels of progress have shut down
His marriage didn’t make it either
Their mortgaged home foreclosed
By banks and wealthy autocrats
With lost and homeless souls

Calling all the crazies (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You know who you are (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You hitched your super-up wagons (ollie ollie oxenfree)
To blazing, shooting stars (ollie ollie oxenfree)
Calling all the crazies (ready or not)
From our borderline rest (here we come)
Of all the faraway maddened crowds
We loved you the very best
(ollie ollie oxenfree, ollie ollie oxenfree)

Jumpin’ out of bed
Cobwebs in their head
They slip into their pinstripe wools
To ride on Wall Street’s raging bulls
With dreams that doze, their emperor’s clothes
Suit them to a ‘T’
But they won’t soon come to believe
The nakedness we see

Calling all the crazies (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You know who you are (ollie ollie oxenfree)
You hitched your super-up wagons (ollie ollie oxenfree)
To blazing, shooting stars (ollie ollie oxenfree)
Calling all the crazies (ready or not)
From our borderline rest (here we come)
Of all the faraway maddened crowds
We loved you the very best
(ollie ollie oxenfree, ollie ollie oxenfree)