Clock on the wall a slowticking hand
Same office same screen same old plan
But sunlight outside a whisper calls
Through glass and steel past concrete walls
Paperwork piled a forgotten chore
Just five more minutes then I'm out the door
Grab my jacket a quick escape
Before the day loses all its shape
Need a breath of air something real to feel
Break from the hustle help my senses heal
Park stroll lunchtime freedom takes flight
Green leaves swaying bathed in the light
City sounds fade distant and low
Where the fresh air breezes watch the flowers grow
Just a moment of peace just a sweet short hour
Finding beauty hidden in a concrete tower
Bench under oaks a peaceful retreat
Watching the world rush by my two feet
Kids on the swings laughter so clear
Chasing the pigeons banishing fear
Sandwich in hand a simple delight
Soaking in colors vibrant and bright
Forgot the deadlines the emails the calls
Breaking the rhythm before my spirit falls
Need a breath of air something real to feel
Break from the hustle help my senses heal
Park stroll lunchtime freedom takes flight
Green leaves swaying bathed in the light
City sounds fade distant and low
Where the fresh air breezes watch the flowers grow
Just a moment of peace just a sweet short hour
Finding beauty hidden in a concrete tower
Then the bell will ring a gentle sign
Back to the grind but this moment was mine
A small rebellion against the gray
Carrying sunshine through the rest of the day
Park stroll lunchtime freedom takes flight
Green leaves swaying bathed in the light
City sounds fade distant and low
Where the fresh air breezes watch the flowers grow
Just a moment of peace just a sweet short hour
Finding beauty hidden in a concrete tower
