Woke up early, frost on the ground
Mountains calling without a sound
Boots click tight, heartbeat fast
First lift up, we’re flying at last
Breath in smoke in the morning light
Sky so blue it cuts like ice
Edges carving silver lines
Chasing speed like we’re out of time
Wind in my face, can’t feel my hands
But I’ve never felt more alive than this
We’re riding down the white unknown
Gravity pulling, but it feels like home
Snow sprays high like a victory sign
Cold air burning in my lungs tonight
No fear, no lines, just open sky
On this mountain we can fly
Every turn leaves the world behind
Just white lines in the cold we find
Chairlift talks and frozen jokes
Sunlight dancing off our goggles
At the top it all goes quiet
One deep breath before we riot
Drop in fast through trees of gold
Shadows blue on untouched snow
Legs on fire, but we won’t stop
Race the valley to the bottom drop
Ice in my veins, fire in my chest
This is the place I feel my best
We’re riding down the white unknown
Gravity pulling, but it feels like home
Snow sprays high like a victory sign
Cold air burning in my lungs tonight
No fear, no lines, just open sky
On this mountain we can fly
Every turn leaves the world behind
Just white lines in the cold we find
When the sun sinks low and the sky turns pink
And the last run calls from the mountain’s brink
We’ll laugh at the cold, at the falls, at the scars
Boots in the trunk, chasing northern stars
We’re riding down the white unknown
Hearts wide open, never alone
Snow under steel, the perfect sound
Lost up high but finally found
All year long I dream this life
Of frozen air and alpine nights
Till winter comes, I’ll hold the sign—
Those white lines in the cold are mine.
