Caravan
Passenger Lyrics


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Poor the petrol can
Around this caravan
And watch the flames take all you own

There's a girl who understands
Like the back of her two hands
She's all you need to know
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind

And you follow the black bird home
Through the early winter snow
Your foot prints track you through the grass

And you ache just to smell her clothes
And her cooking down on the stove
You see her face in everyone you pass

'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind

And you walk down to her window
And press your face against the glass
Only to find that she is happy in his arms

'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find




There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind

Overall Meaning

The song "Caravan" by Passenger is a melancholic take on the human search for love and belonging. The opening lines, "Pour the petrol can, around this caravan, and watch the flames take all you own," sets a tone of desperation and hopelessness. The caravan is a symbol for the singer's hope and dreams, and burning it down signifies the crushing defeat he feels in his heart. Then the song moves on to describe a girl who is the only haven of solace in the singer's life. She is the one ray of hope, the one who understands him implicitly, even without any words exchanged.


The following verse, "Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find," drives home the point that love and acceptance are elusive, and just when we think we have found it, it slips through our fingers like sand. The lines "There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind, there's heaven for the cruel, but the devil waits for the kind," provide a commentary on life's unfairness and how even the kindest, purest souls can receive a raw deal in life. The final verse is a devastating one because it is the moment when the singer realizes that the love he has been searching for is just an illusion. He sees the woman he loves with someone else, happy and content, and it breaks him.


Overall, "Caravan" is a poignant reminder of how love and belonging can be elusive, and the road to fulfillment can be filled with disappointment and heartache. Yet, despite it all, we keep searching, keep hoping, and keep believing that someday, we will find what we are looking for.


Line by Line Meaning

Poor the petrol can Around this caravan And watch the flames take all you own
A person is so overwhelmed by their losses that they give up on their property and decide to set their caravan on fire.


There's a girl who understands Like the back of her two hands She's all you need to know
There is a woman who empathizes with the person's problems and is instrumental in their life.


'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind
Regardless of what people find during their search, they eventually lose it all, and the universe is abundant with examples of faith and irony.


And you follow the black bird home Through the early winter snow Your foot prints track you through the grass
The person is following a bird in the snow and realizing how his actions have led him to where he is.


And you ache just to smell her clothes And her cooking down on the stove You see her face in everyone you pass
The person misses being around the woman so much that they can't stop thinking about her and imagine her nearby.


And you walk down to her window And press your face against the glass Only to find that she is happy in his arms
The person goes to the woman's house to see her, but discovers that she is with someone else and happy.


'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind
Once again, the lyrics emphasize the irony of life and the fact that even when people search for something, it often ends in disappointment.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: MICHAEL DAVID ROSENBERG

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@jessebroekhuizen6765

Pour the petrol can, around this caravan
And watch the flames take all you own
There's a girl who understands
Like the back of her two hands
She's all you need to know

'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind

And you follow the blackbird home
Through the early winter snow
Your footprints track you through the grass
And you ache just to smell her clothes
And her cooking down on the stove
You see her face in everyone you pass

'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind
And you walk down to her window
And press your face against the glass
Only to find that she is happy in his arms

'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind



@sarahconant4812

Pour the petrol can
Around this caravan
And watch the flames take all you own
There's a girl who understands
Like the back of her two hands
She's all you need to know
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind
And you follow the black bird home
Through the early winter snow
Your foot prints track you through the grass
And you ache just to smell her clothes
And her cooking down on the stove
You see her face in everyone you pass
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind
And you walk down to her window
And press your face against the glass
Only to find that she is happy in his arms
'Cause you search for years but you lose everything you find
There's Braille for the deaf and a signpost for the blind
There's heaven for the cruel but the devil waits for the kind



All comments from YouTube:

@tuankiet943

2020 ? This song is so deep and chill

@tuankiet943

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@MirakuruProject

@@tuankiet943 ít lắm

@korneliusoderso

Hello

@jamie6405

Always come back. Great track, great rhythm, with a great meaning. Beautiful.

@shadowless7480

@@jamie6405 u right πŸ’œ

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@rayr1306

This was one of my favorite songs when I was 12. Now I'm 21 and I just remembered it existed and am listening to it for the first time in nearly a decade. It's still just as beautiful.

@VanshSejkar

But dont u feel it's underrated

@GxDavexUnit

Same here, I'm just a few years older

@GxDavexUnit

​@VanshSejkar definitely underrated!!

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