Wild and free.
Wild and free.
Storm the open range
As hooves of thunder
Flee reality.
Chase a fleeting wind that
Only you can see
Through canyons
Where no other
Dares to tread.
Untamed eyes
Detect the lies
That seek your capture,
Brandishing a lasso as
They seek their prize.
Tinged with disappointment
When they realize
The futile chase on
Which they have been led.
No one can control you
When the day is done.
Wild and free your destiny.
Run, mustang. Run.
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