At the Wafflehouse
At the edge of the dark abyss
When confusion descends like this
Deeper and denser

At the Wafflehouse
After the midnight hour
I am scraping the eggs and flour
From the napkin dispenser

Where we
Who have run from our homes
When the silence of sorrow
Won't leave us alone

And we
Who are out here this late
Be it heartbreak or highway
Or some altered state

When it's time that we slow up,
We wrap both our hands around our cup
and stay until the feeling goes

As long there's broken hearts and dreams
and all of this highway in between
the Wafflehouse will never close

At the Wafflehouse
Under these colbalt skies
Drivers with bloodshot eyes
Hallucinating

At the Wafflehouse
If you're facing some bitter truth
We'll save you a window booth
and we will be waiting

For you
when you run from your homes
when the silence of sorrow
won't leave you alone

And you
When you're out here this late
Be it heartbreak or highway
or some altered state

When its time that you slow up
you wrap both your hands around your cup
and stay until the feeling goes

As long as there's broken hearts and dreams
and all of this highway in between
the Wafflehouse will never close

I mean the wafflehouse will never close.


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    General CommentYES!!!! GREAT SONG!!! i love david wilcox, and this is right up there with eye of the hurricane as far as best songs go. this song is SO TRUE, too. I mean, have you ever actually been to a wafflehouse? well, you should go!
    HaushinkaWasTakenon September 07, 2002   Link

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