BigWood

Just a little further I’m almost there The road was long, the playlist on repeat I packed my old jacket and a hope I couldn’t keep City noise was eating me alive day by day So I drove to the mountains just to breathe for a while GPS lost signal somewhere past the last town line But I kept going ’cause I knew I’d find Something real, something quiet, something cold and clear A place where I could finally stop pretending I’m okay BigWood — just a dot on the map But it’s the only place my heart finds its way back No need to be someone else, no need to prove a thing Just me and the snow and the mountain breathing BigWood — not about records or wins It’s about finding the girl I almost forgot within Wind in my face, cold on my skin This is how I learn to trust myself again First time on the slope, I was shaking, frozen still Thought I’d never make it down without breaking my will Instructor said, “Don’t rush, just feel the snow beneath And I took that first turn, wobbly, scared, but I believed Slow and crooked, laughing at myself the whole way down When I stopped at the bottom, I felt like I’d found Not a trophy, not a medal, just a quiet kind of pride The kind that comes from doing something you thought you couldn’t try BigWood — just a dot on the map But it’s the only place my heart finds its way back No need to be someone else, no need to prove a thing Just me and the snow and the mountain breathing BigWood — not about records or wins It’s about finding the girl I almost forgot within Wind in my face, cold on my skin This is how I learn to trust myself again Sometimes you just need a place with no connection Where the only news is the tracks you leave in the snow Where it’s okay to be quiet, okay to be lost for a moment Because the mountain doesn’t care who you were or where you’re going It just stands there Waiting Waiting... just waiting BigWood — just a dot on the map But it’s the only place my heart finds its way back No need to be someone else, no need to prove a thing Just me and the snow and the mountain breathing BigWood — not about records or wins It’s about finding the girl I almost forgot within Wind in my face, cold on my skin This is how I learn to trust myself again One more run One more day BigWood Thank you for being here