Verse I
She slipped through the door like a secret well-kept,
While half of the room swore they never blinked or slept,
Silk in her smile, smoke in her eyes,
Truth takes a bow when Eve walks by,
Cards on the table, mirrors in play,
Was she here just now or already away?
You’ll swear on your gold and your grandmother too,
You saw what you saw… but Eve saw you.
Chorus
Oh Eve, sweet Eve, queen of the veil,
Pouring illusions like wine from a pail,
Raise up your glass but don’t trust what you see,
The empty seat’s full if it’s Eve it might be,
Sing Eve, lovely Eve, spin us around,
Till up is down and lost things are found,
If your purse feels lighter and your heart feels brave,
You’ve danced with the trick of Eve the Illusionist, knave!
Verse II
She bets with a smile and loses on cue,
Then wins back the night while applauding you,
A dragonborn blinked, a dwarf swore an oath,
The halfling applauded the girl that was both,
One Eve at the bar, one Eve at the door,
One Eve just vanished through the tavern floor,
The barkeep still argues, to this very day,
Who ordered the round that nobody paid.
Chorus
Oh Eve, sweet Eve, mistress of mind,
Leaving no footprints, only doubt behind,
With a flick of her wrist and a tilt of her head,
You’ll believe every lie you never were fed,
Sing Eve, clever Eve, toast to the game,
Where losing feels winning and winning’s a shame,
If the cards all agree you were never quite right,
Blame Eve and her shadows that drink with the night!
Verse III
She’ll swear she’s honest, and mean it just so,
Truth bends politely wherever she goes,
Her magic’s not fire, nor thunder nor flame,
It’s the soft little crack in the rules of the game,
The dice roll themselves when she hums low and slow,
Probability sighs and just lets it go,
You’ll chase her reflection, you’ll follow her trail,
And end up applauding the story you tell.
Bridge
Now heed this well, when the candles burn blue,
And the room feels crowded with one too many yous,
If Eve says “Trust me,” then trust her indeed,
Just not your eyes, nor your luck, nor your greed,
For when dawn breaks soft on the tavern floor,
And you’re richer in tales but poorer than before,
You’ll smile through the ache and order again,
Because losing to Eve feels better than winning, my friend.
Final Chorus
Oh Eve, dear Eve, raise high the cheer,
To lies that feel true and truths that disappear,
To kisses of magic and hands quicker still,
She takes what she wants and leaves you the thrill,
Sing Eve, fair Eve, loud and clear,
For wonder’s a weapon and doubt’s her beer,
If the night feels longer and the world feels strange,
You didn’t lose control…
Eve just rearranged.
Outro
So drink to the trick and the woman unseen,
To the laugh in the corner that might have been,
If you swear she’s gone when the song is through,
Check your shadow, friend…
She might be you
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