it's for everything,
I don't wanna cast aside,
the only things I don't know why

keys with no locks, locks with no keys
but it can't mean that much,
In a junk drawer, things are meant to last
In a junk drawer, storing up the past
In this junk drawer, I hold on to my time
and the thought of drawers like that, i think of mine

we've got manual appliances from who knows when,
ditched the batteries and dyes
seems that I always meant to plan the traps for the mind

keys with no locks, locks with no keys
but it can't mean that much,
In a junk drawer, things are meant to last
In a junk drawer, just storin' up the past
In this junk drawer, I hold on to my time
and the thought of drawers like that, i thought of mine

thought of mine
thought of mine
of mine...
of mine...

thought of mine