[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the bones that the mirror doesn't show,
A quiet kind of courage that just keeps a steady glow,
Built from roots and memory, from everything survived,
The kind of strength that doesn't shout — it simply stays alive,
They see the open arms, they don't see what they cost,
All the nights you held the line for people who got lost,

[PreChorus]
You carry everyone so carefully, so still,
But even the deepest river needs a place to fill,

[Chorus]
Grandma, you're the kind of love that holds without a sound,
A compass in the quiet, always pointing homeward bound,
The world was shaped by everything you gave and chose to keep,
Grandma, you are rooted, you are vast, you run so deep,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that was never learned from books,
Like a door that's always open, like a warmth in how it looks,
Your heart gives before it's asked, your arms arrive before the call,
You've carried more than anyone should carry, and through it all,
You turned the weight of every wound into a kind of grace,
Found the sacred in the ordinary, magic in the place,

[PreChorus]
You wondered if the giving was enough, if you were seen,
You are the gold that's always there, the steady evergreen,

[Chorus]
Grandma, you're the kind of love that holds without a sound,
A compass in the quiet, always pointing homeward bound,
The world was shaped by everything you gave and chose to keep,
Grandma, you are rooted, you are vast, you run so deep,

[Verse 3]
You've stood where it was hardest, at the crossing of the years,
Made peace with what you couldn't keep and swallowed quiet tears,
Your mind moves like the current — quick and bright and never still,
With a word you pull the room in close, you always always will,
There's a tenderness you guard behind a steady, certain face,
But the ones who've felt it know — there is no softer, truer place,

[PreChorus]
You don't have to hold it all together all the time,
You are already whole, you are already fine,

[Chorus]
Grandma, you're the kind of love that holds without a sound,
A compass in the quiet, always pointing homeward bound,
The world was shaped by everything you gave and chose to keep,
Grandma, you are rooted, you are vast, you run so deep,

[Bridge]
The stars were laid with patience when they wrote you into being,
Every season you have walked through was a kind of quiet freeing,
You are not the storms you weathered, you're the earth that held them all,
You are everything still standing, you are everything that called,

[Outro]
The cosmos built you carefully and then it let you grow,
Grandma, you have always been more than you'll ever know,