Lyric

I left the keys beside the sugar

Put the salt where matches go

Folded up a little worry

With the laundry in a row

I know the rooms

I know the names

But lately nothing

Stays the same

I put my anger in the cupboard

Put my sadness by the door

Kept my kindness in a drawer

I never open anymore

I found a spoon inside my coat sleeve

Found a note beneath the chair

Moved a thought from one small corner

Just to lose it somewhere there

I know the shelves

I know the light

But not the place

For what I hide

I put my anger in the cupboard

Put my sadness by the door

Kept my kindness in a drawer

I never open anymore

Maybe nothing has a label

Maybe I am not arranged

Maybe every little system

Breaks when something real gets named

I put my fear behind the dishes

Put my hope beneath the bed

Tried to make the room look easy

With a crowded little head

Morning finds the table tidy

But the feeling moved again