The Queen of the Rummage Sale

She was the queen of the rummage sale
The curator of a great collage
She would rescue every beautiful thing
The brick-a-brack, the hodgepodge
And stack the boxes in her parents garage
I had to learn how to travel light
With a satchel and an old suitcase
It really wears you down
To carry on at that pace
Cause youre never standing in one place
Odds and ends held together with safety pins
I know theres a lot to fix
So Im taking it stitch by stitch
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think well do fine
Now were driving down the palisades
It feels good to get out of town
And were stopping at every yard sale sign
Or use the classified to track ‘ em down.
She takes my hand and leads me around
These are colors that Ive never seen
So sudden and so bright
In the places that Ive been before
And I realize that Im looking through her eyes
Odds and ends held together with safety pins
I know theres a lot to fix
So Im taking it stitch by stitch
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think well do fine
Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey.
I carry boxes up a hundred stairs
And she unpacks and laughs and cheers
And I finally put my suitcase down
Between the picture frames and souvenirs
I think Ill stay for a thousand years
If we can, gonna build us a promised land
It comes to us secondhand
I think well do fine
And if we fail we can follow a bread crumb trail
Drop a coin in a wishing well
I think well do fine
And in the end well be calling up all our friends
All our friends think well do fine