Music, Mark Watters
Lyrics by Lorraine Feather

There’s an ancient call that echoes
In the minds of all who strive
To fulfill a dream of glory
To be joyously alive

We’ve been searching for the heart’s true freedom
With a passion that can never die
And our victory will shine like sunlight
On everyone who hears the cry

Citius (Faster)
Altius (Higher)
Fortius (Stronger)

Here we stand
This long-awaited day
Beginning - we pray
That we’ll be lifted higher

A fire lights every soul
We turn toward our goal
And suddenly we are faster

Each one of us has cried
But we cast pain aside
And slowly we grow stronger

The race is ours to run
Let a voice heard round the world proclaim
The games have now begun

Run faster
Reach higher
Be stronger

Hand to hand
The torch is passed in trust
Among us - we must
Keep climbing even higher

We seem to hear the cheers
Of thousands of years
And find we are ever faster

These rings are intertwined
Like the hopes of mankind
Together we are stronger

The race is ours to run
Let a voice heard round the world proclaim
The games have now begun

Run faster
Reach higher
Be stronger

Faster
Higher
Stronger