歌詞
6:37 on Friday
I got the call
And as soon as my hands stopped shaking
I got in the car
And I was gone
A drive up the I5
A waterfall from my eyes
And a hurricane in my head
Of the moments you gave us
We'll never have again
Like blueberry waffles on Sundays
Drinking coffee with Marilyn Monroe
Hotrod magazines stacked to the ceiling
The vinyl
The tools
And the photos
We'll keep the lessons you taught us handy
And forever I'm sure we'll find
Long silver hair
Turning up everywhere
Bringing images to life
Of the sweeter and simpler times
Of Blueberry waffles
Of Blueberry waffles
The next couple months were a train wreck
We were alone, oh alone
Tied up in all of the red tape
Filling out forms
Slaves to the phone
Yard sales
Emails
Drowning in the details
And a hurricane from back home
As we take baby steps out into the unknown
I miss blueberry waffles on Sundays
Drinking coffee with Marilyn Monroe
Hotrod magazines stacked to the ceiling
The vinyl
The tools
And the photos
We'll keep the lessons you taught us handy
And forever I'm sure we'll find
Long silver hair
Turning up everywhere
Bringing images to life
Of the sweeter and simpler times
Of Blueberry waffles
Of Blueberry waffles
We're coming up on a year now
And I'm still trying to figure out how
To stand on my own two feet
And when I feel myself losing steam
I look back on the sacred things
Like blueberry waffles on Sundays
Drinking coffee with Marilyn Monroe
Hotrod magazines stacked to the ceiling
The vinyl
The tools
And the photos
We'll keep the lessons you taught us handy
And forever, well I'm sure we're gonna find
Long silver hair
Turning up everywhere
Bringing images to life
Of the sweeter and simpler times
Of Blueberry waffles
Of Blueberry waffles
With all the syrup
And the butter
And the flour
And the flax
How'd you make room for all the love that you packed
In those waffles?
Blueberry waffles
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