Down upon your hands and knees
Underneath the poplar trees
Digging through the sticks and stones
Looking for store bought bones
Waiting on the rising sun
Clutching at your holstered gun
Praying on a shooting star
That I could be wherever you are
Looking through a telescope
Maybe there's a sign of hope
Leaving everything behind
Discovering your store bought mind
Sitting at the edge of the sea
Wishing you were here by me
Sifting through the mud and the bricks
Looking for a store bought fix
You can't buy what you can't find what you can't buy
What you find what you can't buy what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't
You can't buy what you can't find what you can't buy
What you find what you can't buy what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't
What you can't buy what you can't find what you can't

INVIA LE CORREZIONI