Lyrics

take a shovel up to the mountain
there’s gold up in them hills
spend a lifetime dirty digging
your own grave and your free will
your own grave and your free will

can’t find what you ain’t really looking for…

staring at a clock with no hands
wonder where the time went
chasing a wife and a white picket fence
forget about the moment
forget about the moment

can’t find what you ain’t really looking for…

sugar candy straight to the brain
fleeting high has passed you by
you can’t fill a leaking tank
no matter how hard you try
no matter how hard you try

can’t find what you ain’t really looking for…

I was lost in the American dream (find me)

in the darkest of danger find ourselves
with no illusions
staring face to face with fear
become the solution
become the solution

can’t find what you ain’t really looking for