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UNSCRAMBLING THE EGGS
From the album Where the Light Once Fell
Music by Museca
A gently witty acoustic ballad about the strange, tender work of ending a relationship with honesty instead of bitterness.
Using the image of scrambled eggs as its central metaphor, the song looks at two people who know they cannot put the past back exactly as it was. Instead of pretending they can “fix” everything, they try to separate what can still be understood, say what should have been said, and leave the table with a little more grace.
Acoustic guitar, fiddle, soft harmony, and understated country-folk phrasing give the song warmth beneath the humor. The result is less a breakup song than a song about clarity, kindness, and letting go without turning love into blame.
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LYRICS
We cracked a dream, then stirred too fast
Tried to make a future from a broken past
Tossed in hope, and a dash of fear
Then watched it burn year after year
We’re unscrambling the eggs, baby
It ain’t pretty, but it ain’t crazy
Can’t un-mix the wrongs and rights
But we’re learnin’ how to turn down the fights
It’s not the way we thought love would go
But it’s better than not lettin’ it show
We can’t go back to what we wrecked
We’re just unscrambling the eggs
We cleaned the counter, swept the floor
Said things we should’ve said before
You poured the coffee, I packed the plates
We laughed a bit at all that weight
We’re unscrambling the eggs, darlin’
Not fixin’ love, just gently partin’
No more silence, no more steam
Just foldin’ out the half-cooked dream
It ain’t a win, but it sure feels kind
To leave with peace instead of blind
We can’t un-crack what time forgets
We’re just unscrambling the eggs
Some folks flip, some folks burn
Some just run when the pan won’t turn
But we just stayed and let it rest
And gave the mess our very best
We’re unscrambling the eggs, honey
Not for pride, or blame, or money
Just to say we tried and still had grace
When we left that table face to face
We wrote our story, spilled the ink
But we walked away with time to think
It’s not a meal that we could save
But we’re still unscrambling the eggs
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ABOUT THE ALBUM
Where the Light Once Fell is a collection of quiet acoustic ballads about endings, memory, acceptance, and the grace that can remain after love changes.
Explore the album:
https://museca.org/where-the-light-on...
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ABOUT MUSECA
Museca is a creative music library of original compositions and writings, devoted to exploring music as an emotional, cultural, and spiritual force. Every work is original, freely shared, and offered as a gift to listeners, readers, and seekers.
Explore Museca:
https://museca.org
CONTACT
museca@museca.org
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