Lyric

Cafeteria hum, low and long

My tray taps once, then moves along

Same old fries, same little stain

I chew slow like I’m not here

Your laugh drifts past my seat

Like a show I never meet

The clock keeps chewing up the day

I just let it pull me away

Everybody’s talking fast

I’m a shadow in the glass

Hands on plastic, eyes on black

Life keeps going, I don’t ask

Oh, I drift through lunch

Like I missed my turn

Oh, I drift through lunch

And the whole room burns

(Drift through lunch)

(Drift through lunch)

Milk carton cold in my palm

Tiny world, too neat, too calm

Names get called, then disappear

I stay quiet right here

Everybody’s talking fast

I’m a shadow in the glass

Hands on plastic, eyes on black

Life keeps going, I don’t ask

Oh, I drift through lunch

Like I missed my turn

Oh, I drift through lunch

And the whole room burns

(Drift through lunch)

(Drift through lunch)

If I stand up, will it change

This slow blur of every day?

I’m still here, I’m still here

Passing through, but not by choice

Oh, I drift through lunch

Like I missed my turn

Oh, I drift through lunch

And the whole room burns

(Drift through lunch)

(Drift through lunch)