From the recording New singles 2019-2020

From the forthcoming album 'Gratitude'

Lyrics

Phony brick in front
Vinyl on the back and side
The pleasure of your company
A promise we’ll abide

Will it turn around
When we’re too tired to sleep
Will the auctioneers roll down our block
No promise left to reap

A home is not a hologram
A sorry shack on a plot of land
Is worth more now than any prayer or price
We’ve got steel and wood and wire
To forge a life out of tears and fire
Something real is always worth a fight
And a hologram Is just a trick of light

Was it blue and gold?
That mansion in your memory
We could flip a switch and turn a dial
Bring alive a fantasy

But a home is not a hologram
A brilliant lie for a hollow man
A bright mirage in a dream that never was
We’ve got steel and wood and wire
To forge a life out of tears and fire
Something real is always worth a fight
And a hologram Is just a trick of light

Pity the fool - still a prodigal son
When the money’s gone and the thrill is dying
Chasing the shiny like a girl or a gun
Can’t sell out when no one’s buying

Phony brick in front
Vinyl on the back and side
The pleasure of your company
A promise we’ll abide

But a home is not a hologram
A sorry shack on a plot of land
Is worth more now than any prayer or price

We’ve got steel and wood and wire
To forge a life out of tears and fire
Something real is always worth a fight
And a hologram Is just a trick of light