It’s quiet before the light 4 a.m. on frozen ground No one here, no crowd around Breath turns silver in the dark Footsteps echo through the park No applause No cameras on Just the cold And moving on On this frozen ground Where no one makes a sound I build what they don’t see I become who I will be Before the light Before the name Before the medals, before the fame On this frozen ground I don’t back down Every fall writes on my skin Every loss is discipline Hands are numb but steady still Ice beneath a stronger will No shortcuts No easy way Just another breaking day On this frozen ground Where doubt is loud I carve my line One step at a time Before the light Before the cheers Before the headlines, before the tears On this frozen ground I don’t back down They’ll see the gold But not the cold They’ll hear the roar But not this door Opening in the dark Where I found my spark On this frozen ground I learned the sound Of my own breath Against the wind Before the light Before the crown This is where I earned it now Before the light… Frozen ground…