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