Rhode Island - Evelyn Lyrics

Evelyn riding a bicycle, it was given to her when she turned five
Coming into sight in the evening light, she is coming up on the wrong side
Run into the road, panic starts to grow
'Cause she's tripping and she starts to sway
Evelyn, come! Evelyn, come! Evelyn come away

Open up the bag, put your hand inside
Feel the juices and the rubbish and the bones
Tell me how it feels, an archaeology of consumers/progenitors
Baby you're alone

Your face pressed clean against the TV screen
It's increasingly hard to say
Evelyn, come! Evelyn, come! Evelyn come away! Child

Keep her inside, keep her safe from harm
She's a bringer of life and a bringer of calm
Fried chicken and shrunken heads
The book of revelations and the grateful dead
A bath, a Sunday drive, Evelyn's keeping you alive
At night when the lights are off and the heating's off and Evelyn's off