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