Mobile Home on a Möbius Strip Highway to the Moon Blues

Hey you seem nice
Come over its so cold at night
Yeah I got some good whiskey
And abandon hits the spot just right
And discover this naked urgency
Is two people trying to feel alright
Like cave paint, to be huddled around a fire

And I don't mind that loves not real
But I could lie to forget about
These mobile home on a Möbius strip highway to the moon blues

The light is whispering
And a blushing river swoons
But I keep on pushing this shit box to the moon
And off of the shoulder I spy a little boy, his head in his hands
I still shudder when I think of being that age again

But I don't mind that loves not real
But I could lie to forget about
These mobile home on a möbius strip highway to the moon blues

Accursed road
He's the only road I've ever known
So raise your drinks up to the sky all my friends
You know it seems to go and never ends
I push this shit box down the highway
And I try to keep positive

And I don't mind that loves not real
But I could lie to forget about
These mobile home on a Möbius strip highway to the moon blues



Credits
Writer(s): Eric White
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