Sunday Night Recovery Crew

[INTRO] The lights don’t feel as sharp tonight Just humming low in fading white Shelves half empty, floors half swept And we’re counting what’s left to collect [VERSE 1] Cart wheels echo through the aisle But nobody’s rushing for a while The chaos finally lost its voice And silence feels like a strange new noise Sticker residue on every shelf Like the store forgot itself And we move slower than we should Like broken machines misunderstood [PRE-CHORUS] Walkie-talkies barely speak Just soft static when the system leaks And someone leans on aisle five Just glad we made it out alive [CHORUS] Sunday night recovery crew Picking up what weekend threw Broken boxes, scattered plans Still holding with tired hands Sunday night recovery crew Nothing left to prove Just fluorescent light and aching shoes Sunday night recovery crew [VERSE 2] The freezer hums like a distant train While someone wipes away the stains From a war nobody named out loud But everybody survived somehow Garden carts parked in a crooked line Like soldiers after losing time And the manager stops to nod Like “yeah… that was a lot” [PRE-CHORUS] No more racing down the floor Just closing time behind the door And every step feels twice as slow Like we’re finally letting go [CHORUS] Sunday night recovery crew Picking up what weekend threw Broken boxes, scattered plans Still holding with tired hands Sunday night recovery crew Nothing left to prove Just fluorescent light and aching shoes Sunday night recovery crew [BRIDGE] Outside the parking lot breathes again Like it’s forgetting where it’s been And for a moment we all stand still At the edge of what we had to fill [FINAL CHORUS] Sunday night recovery crew We made it through The carts, the crowds, the chaos too Sunday night recovery crew Lights are dimming through But we’re still here, still pushing through Sunday night recovery crew