The Daredevil Christopher Wright - Andrew the Wanderer lyrics

Stacked near your bedside, books you've begun With dog eared good intention they're all suggested by someone Colorful little fictions about animals on parade The lions and crows have unionized and they're marching for wage Andrew became a wanderer Stalked by the bloody hunter And rest for him it was foretold, in a city whose streets are paved with gold The great big depression, machines have won the war The fallow soil, the market crash, and the motor oil The boy flies off westward on star spangled wings And brings back the dawn over the eastern seas Andrew became a wanderer Stalked by the bloody hunter And rest for him it was foretold, in a city whose streets are paved with gold Written on the spine of every holy lowly man, woman, creature and child A love letter in kind