[Verse 1]
Steady hands and a mountain in her chest,
Built to carry more than she'd ever confess,
The world sees the silence, the calm, the control,
But no one sees the current running under her soul,
She measures her worth in what she can provide,
A sea of emotion she keeps tucked inside.

[PreChorus]
She's a dreamer wrapped in discipline and stone,
A mind that speaks in poetry when left alone.

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is patient, she is more than they see,
Rooted in the dark earth, reaching toward what she can be,
Every wall she built was wisdom, every scar a sacred line,
She was written in the heavens, and the stars got her right.

[Verse 2]
She loves like water finding every hidden crack,
Gives the whole of herself and asks nothing back,
A hand stretched out before she's even asked,
The warmth she offers freely outlasts any task,
She sees the light in people buried under years,
And holds them like a harbor when the sky disappears.

[PreChorus]
But the one she forgets to hold is herself at night,
The one she forgets to love is the one who holds the light.

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is patient, she is more than they see,
Rooted in the dark earth, reaching toward what she can be,
Every wall she built was wisdom, every scar a sacred line,
She was written in the heavens, and the stars got her right.

[Verse 3]
There's a restless fire threading through her bones,
A craving for a freedom she can call her own,
She'll break from what is comfortable to find what's true,
Challenge what is given and build something new,
The tension in her pulls between the wild and the safe,
But that's not contradiction — that's the fire that she makes.

[PreChorus]
She's been misread by every room she's ever entered in,
But the depth beneath the surface is where she has always been.

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is patient, she is more than they see,
Rooted in the dark earth, reaching toward what she can be,
Every wall she built was wisdom, every scar a sacred line,
She was written in the heavens, and the stars got her right.

[Verse 4]
She carries wounds around the words she couldn't say,
The ache of going unheard for too many days,
But everything she's swallowed turned to something rare,
A language made of knowing, a wisdom past compare,
She speaks with quiet authority when she finally speaks,
And the room leans in because they've been waiting for weeks.

[PreChorus]
The universe did not waste a single breath on her design,
Every shadow, every longing was a gift wrapped up in time.

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is patient, she is more than they see,
Rooted in the dark earth, reaching toward what she can be,
Every wall she built was wisdom, every scar a sacred line,
She was written in the heavens, and the stars got her right.

[Bridge]
She doesn't have to earn the space that she deserves to take,
She doesn't have to hold the world together while she breaks,
The moon that shaped her knows the tides she's learned to hold,
She is not almost enough — she is already whole.

[Outro]
Rooted and unfolding, steady and alive,
The cosmos wrote her carefully — she was born to thrive.