Flimsy Castles on Sand

Lyrics

Sunrise over Mulholland, another day begins
Another pitch meeting, another stack of sins
I got my worn out Stetson, hidin' bloodshot eyes
Tryna sell 'em dreams of gold, beneath these manufactured skies.

Used to write 'bout heartbreak, dust, and dying slow
Songs about the wind that whispers, where the tumbleweeds all go
Now they want explosions, a love that's sugar sweet
Got to squeeze the real out, 'fore I'm standin' on my feet

Hollywood's a graveyard, for voices lost and low
Tradin' truth for silver screens, where the fake can always grow
I'm buildin' flimsy castles, on a foundation built on sand
Just a lonely troubadour, in the promised, broken land.

Yeah, I met a studio exec, said he loved my "grit" and "soul"
But the only soul they care about, is one they can control
He wants a happy ending, a hero shining bright
While I'm seein' shadows lengthen, through the California night.

So I'll keep on punchin' words out, 'til the whiskey takes its toll
Another script, another lie, to feed this empty hole
Maybe one day I'll escape, back to the desert floor
Leave these plastic palaces, and never write no more.

Hollywood's a graveyard, for voices lost and low
Tradin' truth for silver screens, where the fake can always grow
I'm buildin' flimsy castles, on a foundation built on sand
Just a lonely troubadour, in the promised, broken land.

Just a lonely troubadour… beneath these Hollywood stars…