Children of the Children

I never saw him swing but sometimes heard her cry

After my big sister went to bed

Never saw it coming the day that I turned nine

And went to live with Grandma Kay instead

Children of the children of the Great Depression

Eating capsules for depression of our own

Sailing over sunken treasure

For fear of dredging up old bones

Anchors built of hand-me-downs from home

Fourteen pushing forty older than the rest

From failing tests both in and out of school

Trying hard to keep the fear closer to the chest

Hoping that the girls might find me cool

Children of the children of the Great Depression

Eating capsules for depression of our own

Sailing over sunken treasure

For fear of dredging up old bones

Anchors built of hand-me-downs from home

Another long night swimming in the way things tend to be

Just like that pleasure cruise got lost and tossed atop an angry sea

They'll soon be calling off the search for Gilligan and me

Meanwhile I'm shaking watching reruns on TV

Mornings come too early who'd have ever dreamt

Without contempt I'm flipping eggs for kids

In the cabinet there's a life raft keeps me from decent

But I sometimes struggle with the childproof lid

Children of the children of the Great Depression

Eating capsules for depression of our own

Sailing over sunken treasure

For fear of dredging up old bones

Anchors built of hand-me-downs from home

Pass them down to children of our own