The champ went back home
She couldn’t believe it
She couldn’t...
Everybody wants to see her
On one afternoon
Parading with fists up in the air
The parade’s viewed better
Looking up
With the crowd united in a captivated gaze
The latest inspiring story among us
We hope to become
And it feels like we too
Deserve what she earned
The path of the victorious is never a miracle run
Even if it involves parting oceans
You still need courage to cross it
As doubt will never trust heat of the moment
He will always think about the un-melted snow
Against the helpless arctic sun
As do all champions, she comes home broken
With a slight limp to ease every painful step
As do all coming home, her eyes are tired
But this moment is to be seized
Turn the mystique on
To those who admire
One more time