In the Evening Songtext
von Hellsingland Underground

The old Casanova leans towards his bike
As he knocks out his pipe
In the evening

I remember him well
From when I was around ten
One summer evening

Burned an image into my heart of him
With one girl under each arm
He was young and in his prime
This now hasn′t been that kind to you
Has it?

Heard men bragging on the benches
In the overgrown park by the railway
In the evening


I see Jimmy and his friends
With jingling plastic bags in their hands
In the evening
There's a special kind of light
As the sun′s going down
Over old tired buildings
As they sink into the night
In the evening

The stereotypes, the bully boys
The girlie-girl women who work at the mall
They'll go out tonight sun-tanned and drunk
Wake up in the wrong bed
But in the same town
In the morning

We were sitting on your rooftop
Like so many times before
One summer evening

You said life is but a joke
No matter what I seem to do
I find no meaning
As Monday came along
And you didn't show up at work
The blue boys broke into your home
And found you sitting in your chair
In the evening


Everyone was in a shock, except for me
′Cause I remembered everything that you had been telling me
The pink yellow sky threw long shadows in the street
And I felt something was changing deep inside of me
What the hell am I gonna do?
Now what the hell am I gonna do?