Quiver Time

Verse 1

On the range where the targets stand,

Steady heart and steady hand.

Grey and gold in morning light,

Quivertime is ready to fight.

Pre-Chorus

Feel the silence, hear the bow,

This is where our champions grow.

Chorus

Quivertime of the North West,

Aim so true — we are the best!

No one matches, none come close,

We strike the mark with every shot we chose.

Grey and gold, strong and bold,

Champions rising, brave and gold!

Verse 2

Draw the string, be calm, be strong,

Every arrow sings its song.

Focus sharp and courage high,

Watch our arrows split the sky.

Pre-Chorus

Steady breath and steady sight,

Every shot sent straight and right.

Chorus

Quivertime of the North West,

Aim so true — we are the best!

No one matches, none come close,

We strike the mark with every shot we chose.

Grey and gold, proud and bright,

Quivertime — we own the fight!

Bridge

He made me into a polished arrow,

Held me in His quiver tight.

Chosen, trained, and set with purpose,

Sent to fly with truth and light.

Rise together, strong as one,

Till