On our first flash of freedom. I called out your name. Love hit us 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 sin. 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. And 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. Run the wild mustangs. That nothing could tame. On your first flash of freedom. On your first flash of freedom