There's a drawer in my house that I try to keep closed but it's open
There's a commitment that I made to be somewhere but it's broken
An oblique mantra in my head, it lies there on the floor like a bed that would
Collapse like a trap, if it was spoken
You gotta keep it even, even when you're uptight
Even when you're happy, even when you're reaching for some
Line I've had in mind, it's been repressed over time, so I'm breathing
Seduced by an excuse that could not be made but I'm speaking
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There's a phone with a number that I try not to call but it's ringing
For someone I've tried to keep to myself but I'm singing
It's logic that's twisted and paraphrased and justified by a distance
That separates a bond, bound of persistence
You gotta keep it even, even when you're uptight
Even when you're happy, even when you're reaching for
That drawer in my house that I try to keep closed but its open