Rest Stop For The Lonely

Lyrics/Music: Don de Leaumont

Sitting In This rest stop for the lonely. 

In a corner booth, set for 6.

A brokedown palace for the homely. 

Don’t rush the check dear, cuz I’ll be here for a while.

          It’s not my style, to sit still more than a minute.

          It’s been a while, since I’ve hung out with myself.

          And it’s nice, to finally let myself down from off this shelf.

Please refill my cup dear with your sympathy.

To help me chase down, this slice of chocolate pie.

This place would make Elvis pop a corner smile.

I’m feeling scattered, I’m feeling smothered, I’m feeling burned.

          And you think I’d learn, after all those years of drowning.

          You think I’d know, how to swim through all the tears.

          And I know, that this old dog hasn’t changed in all these years.

Sitting in this rest stop for the lonely.

I think I finally see, the bottom of this cup.

The sound of broken hearts, the smell of home cookin.

Chased with strong coffee, it’s enough to fill you up.

          Now it’s 5am, and the shifts about to change.

          I better make room, for the next incoming soul

          After all these years, a night like this, to me, never gets old…