Lyrics

[Verse 1: Male Vocals]
Face-off circle, dreams turnin’ to dust,
Sid’s slapshots miss like his stick’s got rust.
Ice so cold, but his fire's gone brittle,
Whistle blows, now he’s trapped in the middle.

[Verse 2: Female Vocals]
Gold medals glisten in a trophy room dim,
Past is a prison, he’s still locked within.
Highlight reels faded, cracked like a vinyl,
Man on the bench, lost in his spiral.

[Chorus: Male & Female Vocals]
Soft goals slippin’ through the crease,
Time ain’t stoppin’, won’t grant no peace.
Memories playin’, but the glory’s drained,
Sid, your ice melts, legacy wanes.

[Verse 3: Male Vocals]
Once a lion, now a shadow of roars,
Body givin’ up, feels the wear of wars.
Every hit feels like his bones might fold,
Father Time's grip got a vice so cold.

[Bridge: Female Vocals]
Blades keep carvin', but he's chasin' ghosts,
The league moves fast, leaves behind its hosts.
Skates once sharp, now they tremble slow,
Snow sprays up, but the fire won’t glow.

[Chorus: Male & Female Vocals]
Soft goals slippin’ through the crease,
Time ain’t stoppin’, won’t grant no peace.
Memories playin’, but the glory’s drained,
Sid, your ice melts, legacy wanes.