Lyric excerpt: Philosopher's Stone by Van Morrison
I'm still searching for, searching for my home
Up in the morning, up in the morning out on the road
And my head is aching and my hands are cold
And I'm looking for the silver lining, silver lining in the clouds
And I'm searching for, searching for The Philosopher's Stone
And it's a hard road, it's a hard road daddy-o
When my job is turning lead into gold
He was born in the back street, born in the back street, Jelly Roll