Lies empty most of the time
It's a simple one
But it has dignity and poise
Sometimes I go up and just look at it
Walk around it
Sometimes, I go and sit inside
I don't stay there too long
It has it's limitations
I wouldn't be happy living in it
And yet
I respect it
The old caravan
It has a personality
It feels friendly and humble, kind
I may just be imagining
But I don't think so
I don't think so
The other day
I thought about a story
Of a man who sits and looks at a caravan
Most or every day
And eventually it starts speaking to him
And suggesting things to him
It asks him to bring people to him
It starts to control his mind, his life
Might be a good story
Might make a good short flim
Oh, that old caravan up the back there
It's an inspiration
Never goes anywhere anymore
But it can still take you places