On our first flash of freedom, I called out your name Love, it is hard like an overdue train We felt so much more than our hearts could explain On our first flash of freedom A fist full of glory, a suitcase of sand The language you dream in when you count to ten You go to the edge and you always give in On your first flash of freedom Down every canyon and mountain we fall They'll laugh at our shadows, tall on the wall Your brain is so full but you can't keep it all On your first flash of freedom Across ancient bridges through a town with no name Across painted hills that no rich man can claim Runnin' wild mustangs that nothing could change On your first flash of freedom On your first flash of freedom