Lyric

Alarm still ringing in my head

Coffee stain on this old blue shirt

Clock on the wall dragging its feet

My name buried in a pile of work

No overtime today

I’m done

Leaving all these numbers on the desk

Half spun

Keycard out

My heart clocks in

To the quiet where my real life begins (Yeah)

Fluorescent hum still in my bones

Eyes like sand

Shoulders made of stone

Boss said “one more thing” on my way out

I smiled

But my soul just checked out

No overtime today

I choose

To walk past every favor I’d usually refuse

Let the deadlines chase themselves in vain

I’m catching my breath

Not that train (Oh)

Subway seats

Strangers half asleep

My thoughts ticking like a rusted beat

Bag by my feet

Phone on mute

Finally hearing my own truth

No overtime today

I swear

I’m saving what is left of me

I’m keeping it spare

If the world wants more

It’ll have to wait

Tonight I’m closing every open gate

Shoes at the door

Floor boards sigh

Dinner from a box

But the peace is high

Window cracked

Sky fading slow

I feel my shoulders let it go

I gave all my hours to somebody’s dream

Signed my name under lines I didn’t mean

But this small

Soft moment on my couch

Feels richer than that cornered office crown (Yeah)

No overtime today

I’m free

I’m punching in for the quiet parts of me

Let tomorrow carry its own weight

I’m off the clock

I’m off the chain (Hey)

Lights off

Late-night radio low

Mind drifting where the tired can go

Whisper to myself

Come what may

I’m here

I’m home

No overtime today