In the morning/when I arose/weary from a night without rest. I heard a whistle echo in the distance/and something wild surged within my breast. It was like the eagle’s cry/as on the wind he drifts. From my heart/from my mind/a heavy weight did lift. No more for me/the nine to five/the days of soul filled pain. Freedom was given back to me/by the wailing of that moving train.