[Verse 1]
She carries the horizon like a second skin,
A mind that keeps on reaching past where most give in,
The truth lives in her marrow, not just on her tongue,
She's been asking the big questions since she was young,
There's a fire in her center that the world can't name,
And the life she chose to build was never small or tame.

[PreChorus]
She's seen how the light bends through the longest nights,
And she knows that a soul this wide earns every right.

[Chorus]
Anne, you were written in a language bold and true,
Every road you ever walked was leading back to you,
The stars laid down a story only you could live,
And you've given more than most could ever give.

[Verse 2]
She loves like it costs her, like it asks everything,
Not the surface kind of love, but the kind that stings,
She's weighed every word before she let it fall,
Built herself on fairness, tried to balance it all,
And sometimes she's forgotten that her own heart counts,
That the care she gives to others has a source to mount.

[PreChorus]
But every wall she built was just a resting place,
Not a sentence to be served, just a pause in space.

[Chorus]
Anne, you were written in a language bold and true,
Every road you ever walked was leading back to you,
The stars laid down a story only you could live,
And you've given more than most could ever give.

[Verse 3]
She's carried what felt thankless like it weighed a stone,
Done the work in empty rooms, done the hard part alone,
But the depth she holds inside her is a kind of grace,
Something forged in quiet fire, something time can't erase,
The world she's always wanted is the world she's made,
And the light she keeps on shining isn't close to fade.

[PreChorus]
She doesn't need permission to stop proving worth,
She arrived already whole when she came to this earth.

[Chorus]
Anne, you were written in a language bold and true,
Every road you ever walked was leading back to you,
The stars laid down a story only you could live,
And you've given more than most could ever give.

[Bridge]
The cosmos wrote her carefully, with ink that never fades,
A Sagittarius soul who burns through smaller cages,
She belongs to something wider than the eye can see,
And the truest place she's headed is finally being free.

[Outro]
Anne, you are guided, you are held, you are enough,
The road ahead is open and you've always been enough.