Grief Don't Clock Out

This track comes from leadership earned through service, failures, and rebuilding — the long game of legacy. It tackles Grief doesn't respect your calendar. It shows up in the middle of meetings, at the store, driving home. Carrying loss while maintaining the appearance that everything is fine.. The lyrics get specific — "And the whole composure crumbled like I'd never built a floor" — because personal tracks on Majik's are personal for real, not performatively. The blues production matches the energy of the confession. It hits heavy and raw, in that order. Every personal track in the catalogue comes from a real moment, a real feeling, a real person. This one is no exception.

[verse 1] I was fine in the morning, made the coffee, tied the shoes Opened up the laptop, checked the metrics, read the news Then a song came on the radio, just three notes, maybe four And the whole composure crumbled like I'd never built a floor Beneath my feet, beneath the man who runs a company The CEO just disappeared and all that's left is me Sitting in the parking lot before the nine AM Gripping on the steering wheel and crying once again [chorus] Grief don't clock out, grief don't take a day Grief shows up at board meetings and has too much to say Grief don't care about your title or your calendar full Grief just sits beside you and it pulls, and pulls, and pulls And you smile through the presentation, shake the hands on time But grief don't clock out, grief just stays inside [verse 2] I've lost people, lost connections, lost the versions of myself That I stored in other people like some books upon a shelf And when they left, they took the chapters that I can't rewrite alone And the weight of all those stories is the heaviest thing I've known Heavier than the Navy pack, heavier than the code Heavier than the expectations piling on this road Because you can put a backpack down, you can close the screen But you can't set down the missing of the people in between [chorus] Grief don't clock out, grief don't take a day Grief shows up at board meetings and has too much to say Grief don't care about your title or your calendar full Grief just sits beside you and it pulls, and pulls, and pulls [bridge] And I wish someone had told me that the weight of grief Doesn't lighter with success, doesn't lighter with belief It just changes shape, it morphs, it hides inside the grind And then it taps you on the shoulder when you're doing fine Hey, remember me? Remember what you lost? Yeah, I know you're busy but I need to talk [verse 3] So I let it talk, right here in the car, before I go inside I give the grief its moment, give the tears their ride Then I wipe my face and straighten up and walk through the door Carrying the weight that no one else can see me carry anymore [outro] Grief don't clock out But neither do I And somehow we coexist Somehow we survive