Waiting On Screens
(tick tock tick
tock)
Three glowing monitors cutting the dark
No one is ringing,
not even a spark
Empty break room with the industrial fan
Stuck on a wheel that I never began
Waiting on a line that will never light up
Cold bitter coffee in a plastic cup
(one more hour)
Watch the screens, wait all night
Locked inside this neon-free fluorescent light No one calls,
but I still grind
Leave the signal far behind
Two AM shift and the vending machine
Humming a tune to a static-filled screen
My shadow is stretched on the concrete floor
Nobody's knocking at the loading bay door
Watch the screens, wait all night
Locked inside this neon-free fluorescent light
No one calls, but I still grind
Leave the signal far behind
Three screens still on
Now the night is gone (hmmmm)