sunset sky is leaving your hometown behind those pine trees fade the tiny cars on their way they re almost there they re almost where what do you call the fear of being forgotten what if no one remembers your name what if we re just the food for the cotton the roots of the garden one day does it frighten or free us to think the the world doesn t need us at all the valley is wide you can see its lights from the sky a silent shimmering earth and another young fool takes his turn to arrive at lax with that kickdrum in his chest what do you call the fear of being forgotten what if no one remembers your name what if we re just the food for the cotton the roots of the garden one day does it frighten or free us to think the the world doesn t need us and our memoirs are just cave art our walk of fame starlight trophy wives everybody s walking away but nobody knows what to say except to make it clear by god i was here but hollywood knows where the stars really go it s not where you think all the parking is free and i m not being clever when i say hollywood forever  what do you call the fear of being forgotten what if no one remembers your name what if we re just the food for the cotton the roots of the garden one day well we ll honk our horns forget that we were born naked
['stomp and holler']