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 fistful of glory; a suitcase of sin

The rain which 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

We 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 came claim

Run the wild mustangs that nothing can tame

On your first flash of freedom

On your first flash of freedom