I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and I saw the first doodle
you had ever drawn.
I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and I'd thought I'd have the strength
but I found it was all gone.

I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and it was unearthing tin cans
I can't seem to break.
I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and the dust of what once was
I kept in an ashtray.

I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and all I have to remember you by
is how the n caressed your lips
when you said my name—or
at least think you never said good-bye.

I cleaned up my cabinet today,
and I'm trying to keep afloat
but there are too many holes in this boat
and I'm sinking,
thinking,
how to throw your memory all away.