[Verse 1] A day off, paper sack, the noon sun on the sill That bucket’s got a golden rim, and I’ve got time to kill I set the lid beside me, let the little steam unwind Then queue the morning headlines and a tech show close behind [Chorus] Pass me one more piece, let the whole world wait News in one ear, new machines in the other lane A quiet room, a crunchy bite, nowhere I need to be This is my small holiday, this bucket and me [Verse 2] They’re arguing about satellites, the newest silicon race I’m peeling back the paper, salt and pepper on my plate A host says, “Here’s the update,” while the chicken gives a crack I nod along to future plans and reach into the sack [Bridge] No meeting, no commute, no clock to chase Just crumbs on my sleeve and a little breathing space [Chorus] Pass me one more piece, let the whole world wait News in one ear, new machines in the other lane A quiet room, a crunchy bite, nowhere I need to be This is my small holiday, this bucket and me [Outro] The episode rolls on; the afternoon goes slow One last napkin, one last bite, nowhere else to go
