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 can be wherever you are      Looking through a telescope   Maybe there's a sign of hope   Leaving everything behind   Stirring a store bought mind      Sitting at the edge of the seat   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   You can't buy what you can't find, what you can      You can't buy what you can't find, what you can   Buy what you find, what you can't find, what you can   You can't buy what you can't find, what you can   You can't buy what you can't find, what you can