.Chris was no philosopher>
He was an ordinary man
Twenty-four and running out of room
A rifle and a pack
And a sack of rice on his back
Guided by tolstoy and the moon
Into the yukon he would go
In search of a higher truth
Christopher would make a break
With his worl.
Have you been looking for lyrics of your favorite song, too long? Lyrics has got them all listed out for you by your favorite songwriters, artists neatly arranged by albums you love. Simply,Choose an album, artist or lyricist and start discovering lyrics of your favorite songs.
Allow To View All Exclusive Content & Notifications 🔔