Eileen's Moon

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This song was inspired by something my Nan said to me…. We’d both noticed a huge harvest moon in 2014 and she said “I’m guessing that’s the same moon that I saw as well!” Her moon was over Torbay from her living room in Preston, Devon. My moon was over the sea and cliffs stretching out from Portwrinkle harbour, South East Cornwall. It was unusually large and yellow. It was within the same conversation that she mentioned that there had been many moons since she was seventeen. That phrase just stuck in my mind until other words and music began to thread around it…that moon began to take itself on a journey along a timeline and will continue to be with us always, bringing comfort in its light, and always giving me permission to reflect and take time to grow my dreams…

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Eileen’s Moon

She said there was a moon so big that night it made her cry.
It’s beauty was so far away that night her father died.
She stretched her arms up to it’s face and held it to her chest –
Glowing like a cat’s eye as it slumbered on her breast.

My heart lights up to think of those ninety years of moons,
Her girl-arms stretched in wonder from the window in her room.
The floorboards bathed in moonlight as the nights crept through her sky
And those moons were watching over her as ninety years went by.

They said her hair was auburn and her skin was porcelain.
Her green eyes roamed the Midlands and remembered everything
From Birmingham to Dawlish, that journey to the sea
Is all part of the story of how I came to be.

“So many moons since I was seventeen”
That thing she said wound in my head – Eileen’s moon.

It makes me hurt to think of all those ninety years of moons.
Her girl-arms stretched in wonder from the window of her room.
What happens to those glowing dreams that a child pulls from the sky?
Why did she watch them shrivel as ninety years went by?

That harvest moon we shared last night, you saw it, just like me.
We talked about that same old moon that stretched across the sea.
It’s fingers pulled at tides that ruled some other country’s shore
And Grandma that old moon has heard you call to him before.


“So many moons since I was seventeen”
That thing she said wound in my head – Eileen’s moon.

I think I found your dreams one night whilst sitting by the sea.
First you made my mother, then my mother she made me.
They squeezed down through the bloodline and your music flowed on through.
So, when I’m singing to the moon, I’m sending love to you.

So when you’ve gone and left us, I will think of time and tide,
Pulled by the moon that waited and never left your side.
He’ll bring us both together when my dreams might shrink in size,
And swell them in the water where the moon spills out its light.


“So many moons since I was seventeen”
That thing she said wound in my head – Eileen’s moon, Eileen’s moon.

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from English Bathtub Sea, released February 14, 2016
Voice, Acoustic and Electric Guitars - Anna Batson

Written by Anna Batson

Recorded and Produced by Anna Batson and Andrew 'Doc' Collins at PMC Studios, Plymouth, Devon, England.

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