First Flash Of Freedom

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 freedomA 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 freedomDown 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 freedomAcross 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