Frozen Gold

Snow in my lungs

Cold in my hair

We came from the pine and the midnight air

Names on our backs

Ice in our veins

Ski tracks and scars and a lifetime of rain

Raise that frozen gold up high (hey!)

Let it catch the winter sky

From the fjord to the finish line

We remember every climb

Sing it for the ones back home (oh)

For the fire in the storm

We were born in wind and stone

Raise that frozen gold back home

Fathers in wool

Mothers in stands

Knuckles gone white in their woolen hands

Breath in a cloud

Heart in a sprint

Flag on my shoulders

I taste the flint

Raise that frozen gold up high (hey!)

Let it catch the winter sky

From the fjord to the finish line

We remember every climb

Sing it for the ones back home (oh)

For the fire in the storm

We were born in wind and stone

Raise that frozen gold back home

We trained in the dark

Chasing a pale blue spark

Now the whole world calls our names

But it’s your voice I hear

Through the cheer

Through the fear

Like a hymn in the mountain rain

Raise that frozen gold up high (hey!)

Let it catch the winter sky

From the fjord to the finish line

We remember every climb

Sing it for the ones back home (oh)

For the fire in the storm

We were born in wind and stone

Raise that frozen gold back home