[Verse 1]
A mind that never stops its turning, two thoughts born from one,
Quick as light and sharp as morning, already moving on,
There's an ocean underneath the calm you wear like second skin,
A tide of feeling, wide and ancient, pulling you within,
You notice every broken detail, nothing slips your eye,
You hold the world to careful measure while the hours fly,

[PreChorus]
But all that watching, all that knowing, weighs a quiet cost,
The one who reads the room completely feels the most when lost,

[Chorus]
Yorick, you were written in a language old and true,
Every contradiction in you is what makes you, you,
The fire and the stillness, the map and the wide unknown,
You carry more than people see and you don't walk alone,

[Verse 2]
You love like a good conversation, open, bright, and wide,
But the part that needs somebody close gets tucked away inside,
You've built a life on being steady, useful, sharp, and clear,
While the softest rooms inside your heart stay hidden from what's near,
That wound of not being recognized cuts deeper than you say,
But every time you shine for real, it never fades away,

[PreChorus]
The world outside keeps asking more and you keep finding ways,
But grace was never something earned — you've had it all your days,

[Chorus]
Yorick, you were written in a language old and true,
Every contradiction in you is what makes you, you,
The fire and the stillness, the map and the wide unknown,
You carry more than people see and you don't walk alone,

[Verse 3]
You've crossed the lines of what you knew and planted flags in new,
Chasing meaning over borders, letting questions pull you through,
The roots beneath you run like rivers, deep and out of sight,
Something in your bloodline whispers: you were built for more than fight,
Your words have always carried weight, even when you're still,
The truth inside you finds its way — it always finds it will,

[PreChorus]
You don't need to earn your place here, don't need to prove the cost,
What feels like searching is the compass — you were never lost,

[Chorus]
Yorick, you were written in a language old and true,
Every contradiction in you is what makes you, you,
The fire and the stillness, the map and the wide unknown,
You carry more than people see and you don't walk alone,

[Bridge]
The stars above the lowlands knew exactly what they made,
A soul that bends but doesn't break, a light that doesn't fade,
Let go of what you couldn't fix and all you couldn't save,
You are not the sum of what was lost — look what you gave,

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully, with ink that never fades,
You've always been enough, in all your quiet, brilliant ways,