Day 10: Breakfast at Sunrise (Song-a-day January)

 

Day 10: Breakfast at Sunrise
By Josh Elioseff & David Coile

Part of my daily songwriting project for January 2025

Lyrics:

Should it be sweet
Should it be savory
Should it be smokey
Spicy, maybe

A little bacon
Some maple syrup
Himalayan sea salt
If it fails, it’s my fault

Play to her palette
A few selections
Make something classic
Cooked to perfection

The butter simmers
I chop the lox first
I wear her apron
She’s in my boxers

Breakfast with waffles, the eggs are fried
The cooking is better when she’s by my side
Fragrances, flavors like fireworks fly
Cooking for Mary by the light of the sunrise

Something fancy
A drop of truffle
Some pickled pigs feet?
No, that’d be awful

Perhaps a pepper
A sweet chipotle
Something cheesy
Or something gourmet

Breakfast with waffles, the eggs are fried
The cooking is better when she’s by my side
Fragrances, flavors like fireworks fly
Cooking for Mary by the light of the sunrise

Something is missing, what would my mother say?
A particular seasoning a particular way
Cooking is comfort, cooking is care
A meal made from love that we can share

Breakfast with waffles, the eggs are fried
The cooking is better when she’s by my side
Fragrances, flavors like fireworks fly
Cooking for Mary by the light of the sunrise

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Details:

I know Josh from Song School and from seeing him at shows around town. After my Co-writer Showcase in December, he suggested we try writing a song together.

My preferred method of doing co-writes for this project is to just have a conversation and draw out something of it to be a theme. Turns out that Josh is pretty passionate about cooking-- he's one of those guys who can walk into a depleted kitchen and make great meals from spare parts. I've always been fascinated by people like that, so we dove in.

I've seen Josh play harmonica before, but he brought along a bass guitar which was brand new to him. Because he was still learning, we decided to build the song around a simple bass part. The mood was inspired a bit by a jazzier song by the Punch Brothers. In an ideal world, we'd have a mandolin and a cello playing with us. Maybe later in the year....