The Eccles Chronicles

You can sit beside me when the world falls down If it doesn’t matter then just turn around You’ll be the queen and I’ll be your clown You can sit beside me when the world comes down

Desperate for changing Starving for truth I’m closer to where I started Chasing after you I’m falling even more in love with you Letting go of all I’ve held onto I’m standing here until you make me move I’m hanging by a moment here with you

Do you smell that? It’s bacon&eggs, son. Nothing else on the world smells like that. I love the smell of bacon&eggs in the morning. Y’know, once we had a big cookup….12 hours….and when it was all over I walked up. We didn’t find one of them, not one clean plate. The smell, y’know that fried oily smell, that whole hell.

Smells like…….. Victory.

Some day this breakfasts gonna end

Where you going I’m leaving you No you ain’t Come back We’re running right back Here we go again It’s so insane Cause when it’s going good It’s going great I’m Superman With the wind in his bag She’s Lois Lane But when it’s bad It’s awful I feel so ashamed I snap Who’s that dude

I’ll never stoop so low again I guess I don’t know my own strength