Heirlooms

In the recesses of our houses
Are histories written in Kodak and script
Photos and letters, tossed in together
For someone to come and make sense of all this

They don't have museums for people like us
To take in our family dishes and stuff
We just get a basement that's likely to flood
Our heirlooms and Midwestern dust
When that's all there is left of us
Oh it's been a pretty good run

When the children find at the end of our time
They're now the keepers of the family bequests
They'll take out some pieces of our memorabilia
Then put it it all back, scratching their heads

We are the way station for lost generations
We have the relics and we have the bones
There's a book to be written, but that won't ever happen
'Cause this is the end of a pretty good run

They don't have museums for people like us
To take in our family dishes and stuff
We just get a basement that's likely to flood
Our heirlooms and Midwestern dust
When that's all there is left of us
Oh it's been a pretty good run

We are the way station for lost generations
We have the relics and we have the bones
There's a book to be written, but that won't ever happen
This is the end of a pretty good run

Oh, they don't have museums for people like us
To take in our family dishes and stuff
We just get a basement that's likely to flood
Our heirlooms and Midwestern dust
When that's all there is left of us
Oh it's been a pretty good run



Credits
Writer(s): Kipp Elliot Bentley
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