The Alabama Moon
Beneath the Alabama Moon: A Journey of Longing and Lonesome Roads
Lyrics
Out here on the road I've seen a lot of things
Traveling on the road has exposed me to various experiences
Some were good and some were bad but mostly in between
Encountered a mix of good and bad situations, mostly neutral
The road goes on forever every mile feels like two
The journey seems endless, time feels stretched
And I'm wishing I could fall asleep beneath the Alabama moon
Desire to find solace or rest under the Alabama moon
Out here on the road homes a feeling you can't bring
Emphasizing an intangible sense of belonging at home
There's highs and lows but most of all it's something in between
Life's filled with highs, lows, and a lot in between
The road you know it's lonesome and these nights are lonesome too
The road is isolating and the nights are lonely
I'm wishing I could fall asleep beneath the Alabama moon
Wishful longing to rest beneath the Alabama moon
And Tulsa ain't so bad as they made Tulsa out to be
Contradicting negative perceptions about Tulsa
My problem here in Tulsa is that she ain't mine to keep
Personal struggle in Tulsa due to an unattainable relationship
I'm laying here awake she's trying to sing me off to sleep
Being awake while someone else tries to comfort or soothe
She sounds just like an angel so I know it's not for me
Recognizing someone's beauty but feeling undeserving
Home sweet home you know I long for you
Strong yearning for one's actual home
I can't wait to fall asleep beneath the Alabama moon
Anxious to find peace under the Alabama moon
Out here on the road feels like a thousand miles away
Distance on the road feels immeasurable
And I know the stars are falling wish a few would fall my way
Hoping for luck or good fortune amidst difficulties
The road does not believe in me at least not the way you do
The road doesn't have faith in the narrator like home does
I keep wishing I could fall asleep beneath the Alabama moon
Continued longing to rest under the Alabama moon
And Tulsa ain't so bad as they made Tulsa out to be
Reiterating a different perspective on Tulsa
My problem here in Tulsa is that she ain't mine to keep
Struggling due to unattainable love in Tulsa
I'm laying here awake she's trying to sing me off to sleep
Being serenaded by someone who's unreachable
She sounds just like an angel so I know it's not for me
Recognizing beauty, yet understanding it's unattainable
Home sweet home you know I long for you
Aching for the comfort of one's real home
I can't wait to fall asleep beneath the Alabama moon
An anticipation to find solace under the Alabama moon
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