Store Bought Bones

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