Released November 21, 2025: Listen at Spotify and lots of other places.
Written and produced by Spencer Critchley
Drums: Dennis Holt
Guitars and bass: Spencer
Vocals: A Guest
Lyrics
A young man by the freeway
Is spitting at the moon
Waving and jumping up and down
What was he thinking
He’s getting nowhere soon
Hitchhiking outside a prison town
Caught in the flash of the passing headlights
Stuck outside Shakopee, Minnesota
Holding up a sign with the plan for his life:
“My new home is Freedom, California”
When a wind off the desert
That rose in ancient days
Comes roaring in and flies him off the ground
Through prairies and mountains,
Into the western haze
Until that flying lion sets him down
By a river pouring gold into a silver bay
Nowhere near Shakopee, Minnesota
The story of his life is whispered in the waves
“Your new home is Freedom, California”
Now Freedom is a real town
A place that you can find
South of Santa Cruz, off Highway 1
And it’s good but what’s better
Is the name on the sign
Just shining in the California sun
And standing beside it, our hero and his thumb
Heading out from Freedom, California
‘Cause everywhere you go is everywhere you’re from
When your home is Freedom, California
May a wind off the desert
That rose in ancient days
Come roaring in and fly you off the ground
Through prairies and mountains,
Into the western haze
To your home in Freedom, California
To your home in Freedom, California
Freedom, California