My Old Van

from by Anna Batson

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.

      £1 GBP  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Beautifully presented CD in a tri-fold card case, with original artwork by Anna Batson
    Matt finish

    Includes unlimited streaming of English Bathtub Sea via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 2 days

      £10 GBP or more 

     

about

This song is about my old 1979 Toyota Hiace Campervan, 'Suzy' who was my travelling companion for a while. It is also about having to take stock sometimes and let things happen to you..and let go of some things you can't do anything about.

lyrics

My Old Van

Suzy, can't you make another hill?
I know you're feeling tired, but it makes me nervous -
You've got time to kill, but it's getting dark,
Road-train thunders past and we watch the dead grass sway.
Suzy, we just need a few more k's
I've got a place in mind, slightly off the main highway.
You've got fuel to burn, so what's the deal?
Road-train thunders past and we watch the tail-lights fade.

I know you love the open road and I love to watch the stars push through as well -
A metaphor that standing still will let things past present themselves at will - just sitting still...

Suzy, we just need another mile,
The dust won't settle till the rain comes beating down, some beating down.
You and me can't make another hill,
Our hearts are tired of broken passions...
Our throats are dry, our tongues are still,
Our hands untied as we watch a love that fades...

I could fill this page with roadside songs that break my heart and soul to set them free - poor old me.
But I'm stuck here staring at the line where the road appears to poke into the sky...I'm learning why...

And then I feel it lifting like the sun that warms the blood and wakes the morning birds.
Manyana is your quiet place beside the road with the nosy crows at dawn.
The big sky yawns.

I could fill this page with angry tears that break my heart and soul to set them free - poor old me
But I stand here staring at the line through the windshield and the bugs and laugh aloud - I get it now...

Then I feel it lifting like the sun that warms the blood and wakes the morning birds
Manyana is your quiet place beside the road with the nosy crows at dawn
The big sky yawns...
Ya da da da da da...

credits

from English Bathtub Sea, released February 14, 2016
Voice, Guitars, Keyboard, Flute, Percussion, Field recordings from Australia of Crows, Galahs, Woodpeckers and the old 1979 Toyota van - Anna Batson

Recorded and produced partly by Steve Becket, Plymouth (2008) and Anna Batson and Andrew 'Doc' Collins (2015) PMC Studios, Plymouth, Devon, UK

tags

license

all rights reserved

about

Anna Batson England, UK

contact / help

Contact Anna Batson

Streaming and
Download help