Today’s choice of capital cities was very easy for me as Columbia, South Carolina is the only capital I have ever called my home. I lived there between 1995 and 1997. I left Columbia to pursue the great love of my life, Amy with whom I will celebrate 22 years of marriage on the Saturday before Easter.
While in Columbia, I discovered another great love, The Krispy Kreme donut.
One of the best things about the Krispy Kreme Donut beyond the flaky creamy tenderness found in every bite is the Krispy Kreme donut shop itself especially the cascading waterfall of glaze, which I renamed the wall of glaze. Eventually The Wall of Glaze came to mean the Krispy Kreme itself.
I am something of a song writer. I say something since I can only carry a tune in a bucket and I so seldom have a bucket with me. It’s often on a list of things I need, but hardly there when I make up songs.
So in the Fall of 1995 I was driving to a job interview and I made up a song about a relationship that takes place over several years but entirely in a Krispy Kreme Donut shop. I named it of course ,The Wall of Glaze.
I sang the lyrics to my friend Jeff. But because I did not bring my bucket with me that day, he recognized it as more of a 50’s do -wop song and not the Bob Seger like ballad I intended it as. He performed it at a campus function and probably promptly forgot about it. It has lingered with me these 25 years and I endeavor to share it with you now.
Here are the lyrics …
The Wall of Glaze Lyrics by Dave Roller Music by Jeff Half Dozen (actually Jeff Six, but half dozen has a more donut themed approach)
It was our first date On a Friday night. She got a blueberry donut and a medium Sprite She looked so good and I stood amazed That I could lose my heart At the wall of glaze.
At the Krispy Kreme At the Wall of Glaze Just a memory of my younger days Of how she looked so good And how I stood amazed That I could lose my heart At The Wall of Glaze . End of senior year Going separate ways I was off to the army Her to the college daze We promised to write every week It would be like we never went away How we cried and cried at The Wall of Glaze. At the Krispy Kreme At The Wall of Glaze Just a memory Of my younger days Of how we promised to write every week It would seem like we never went away But the tears fell like rain At The Wall of Glaze Well you know the story Left a boy came back a man I wrote her in my letters Things I still don't understand Oh my love for her just grew and grew I was longing for that day When I'd ask for her hand At The Wall of Glaze So on a Friday night Got down on my knees Put a ring on her finger Said will you marry me please She said I'm sorry But you were just a passing phase And she broke my heart At The Wall of Glaze At the Krispy Kreme At The Wall of Glaze It's the end of the story Not the starting page I put a ring on her finger She said "Boy, you're just a phase" And she broke my heart At The Wall of Glaze (Poignant Musical Interlude) Now I sit alone On a Friday night With a blueberry donut And it don't feel right I know I shouldn't be here But I feel trapped in a cage Since she broke my heart At The Wall of Glaze At the Krispy Kreme Called The Wall of Glaze Just a memory Of my younger days I know I shouldn't be here I feel trapped in a cage since I lost my heart, since she broke my heart, now that we're apart At The Wall of Glaze.