The Ballad Of Chris McCandless Songtext / Lyric

We met on the highway.

He was smilin',

A mystic in torn blue jeans.

The kid left his trust fund to come out walking.

He said, "I'm Alexander, Supertramp,

A Star catcher, a Chaser of dreams..."

I could've sworn he heard the earth a'talkin',

talkin'...

"Sometimes," he said, "don't it feel

like the concrete's closing in?

We're putting bricks on the horizon..."

Was he chasing fool's gold,

Or a holy man walking

a dirt road till the end?

I don't know but

I hitched a ride with Chris McCandless.

I stepped in the wild of a dream.

The horizon in South Dakota

was an ocean of harvest grain.

In a dusty silo we found work for the taking.

We'd hitched up from California,

But he never told me his real name.

Never told me what past he was out here shaking.

We're all shaking something.

"Sometimes," he said, "don't it feel

like technology's closing in?

We're raising towers on the horizon..."

Was he chasing fool's gold

Or a holy man walking

A dirt road till the end?

I hitched a ride with Chris McCandless

I stepped in the wild of a dream-

a stone,

a path,

a river of glass,

The night sky-

Hey, can you see stars

From wherever you are?

With both feet on the planet

Can you feel this old world

Spinning around you?

The pull of the magnet

Is gonna take you from your town,

Your home town.

In a broken school bus they found him

In the heart of the Alaska range

The journey ends

When the heart stops beating-

Our time is so fleeting

Sometimes, don't it feel

like the concrete's closing in-

like we're putting bricks on the horizon?

Are you chasin fool's gold,

Or a holy man walking a dirt road

till the end?

I don't know, but

I hitched a ride with Chris McCandless,

I stepped in the wild with Chris McCandless,

And I felt alive with Chris McCandless.

I was wide awake in the dream,

the dream,

the dream.