Snowboard Jesus

[Intro]
Carvin' halos in the powder (hey)
White robes
Black gloves
Board louder (yeah)
Lift lines look like little churches
Breath fog
Heart full
Soul surges
[Verse 1]
He got dreads under that beanie
Bib strapped like a woven sash
Cross on the stomp pad gleamin'
Board edge throwin' up silver ash
First chair feel like Sunday service
Sun crown sittin' on his head
Every turn cut clean
Deliberate
Like he read the mountain in red
[Chorus]
Snowboard Jesus
Bless this run
Lay your line where my fears come undone
Every carve like a hymn on my tongue
Let the mountain say "amen
" amen
Snowboard Jesus
Lead me down
When I fall
You just spin me around
Turn my wipeouts into holy ground
Let the mountain say "amen
" amen
[Verse 2]
Old heads nod by the rail fence
Kids chant names when he drops in
He just smiles
Points to the ridgeline
Like
"that’s where all of this begins"
Frozen beard
But his eyes are summer
Warmth in a world of ice
He rides switch through all my worries
Leaves a trail of second tries
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[choir
Call-and-response]
Lead: Hands up high
Feel the cold air
Choir: Bless these boots
Bless this stare
Lead: One deep breath
That’s my prayer
Choir: Ride that faith
Ride that flare
All: When the whiteout hides the way
Lead: I hear voices on the spray
Choir: "You’re okay
You’re okay"
All: Every flake a little grace today
[Chorus]

Triumphant gospel-trap hybrid; big halftime drums, sub bass, and bright organ stabs under a soaring mixed choir. Verses are tight and percussive; chorus explodes with call-and-response, claps, and stacked harmonies. Male lead with fiery ad-libs, choir swells on hooks and a final key-lift for the outro., gospel