Where we fit in what is planned
With those sweet wings that beat
Are you cool and dry?
Like the fourth of July
She was standin' out back
Are you keeping warm?
With a gun in her hand
Have you seen
My bird of freedom
With a gun in her hand
My bird of freedom
That you don't understand?
My bird of freedom
The parade in her eye?
Hungry and hot
When the president was born
Write me and tell me
All those sweet wings by hand
Those sweet wings at night
My bird of freedom
She could hardly hear the band
With a gun in her hand
This thunderstorm
Don't look back now, boys
When they founded this town
It ain't no choice at all
With a gun in her hand
Me and my bird of freedom
As she waves and she gets small
With a gun in her hand
Shadowboxing
My bird of freedom
What is it about her
