Pronounced ev-e-line (not ev-e-lynn), this song is inspired by a James Joyce story of the same name. Musically it's sort of a cross between "Half the World Away" by Oasis, and "April's Complaint" by Mike Garrigan.
I love the way Mike G. translates the works of Joyce into music. This is my humble attempt.
She's looking out the window now,
Dreaming onto the street;
Finding comfort in the curtain dust,
She's remembering the way it all should be.
This life is a joke filled with our smoke;
Childhood is gone, we have to be strong;
Yeah, you can't stand your dad and you're mother is dead
The organ is broke, the Aire made it choke;
Eveline, We're gonna be fine,
Just take my hand and let me be you're man;
We'll take to the sea and sail to Buenos Ayres,
Between you and me
That's the way it should be;
She's thinking about her family now
And who's gonna give a damn;
The white of two letters is there
Blinding her heart with the stress of her plan;
Her life is a mess, she's always depressed
The stories were wrong, and so were the songs
She could have the romance if she'd just take the chance
Move to the West, leave all the rest;
Eveline, you're wasting our time,
You have to let go of the things that you know;
You're caught in a web built by the Dead,
There's no reason to stay,
I'll lead the way;
The ship is looking black in the night,
she's holding onto the rail;
Her lips pray for direction now,
Her face is growing pale;
The seas of the world are starting to swirl,
They're drowning her heart, they'll tear her apart,
The Dublin she loathes won't let her go,
She's just a girl, fighting the world;
Eveline, I won't leave you behind,
Come with me now, don't get lost in the crowd;
After tonight it will all be alright,
It's not too late,
To make our escape,
Eveline, I'm waving goodbye,
You can't understand that you're drowning on land;
There's no love in your eyes, I'm out of your mind,
You can regret,
But I won't forget...