[Verse 1]
There's a fire that moves before the world can catch up to you
A mind already three steps ahead with something to prove
You carry the weight of everyone's calm on a restless tide
All that thunder living quietly, tucked away inside
You find your purpose in the doing, in the healing, in the care
The one who holds the room together — but who holds you there

[PreChorus]
They see the grace, the poise, the open hand you give
They don't see how hard you've fought just to learn how to live

[Chorus]
You are the spark and the stillness, the wound and the mend
The one who starts the fire and tends it until the end
Every wall you ever built was just a door in disguise
You are more than what they see — you are your own sunrise

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, immediate and whole
You dive in with your whole chest and your unguarded soul
There's beauty in the way you need the mirror of another
The way you shape your clarity through reaching out to others
But you've bent yourself to keep the peace when peace was never yours to owe
There's a version of you waiting that only needs to know

[PreChorus]
That the softest parts of you are not the parts that break
They're the parts that carry rivers — they're the parts that stay awake

[Chorus]
You are the spark and the stillness, the wound and the mend
The one who starts the fire and tends it until the end
Every wall you ever built was just a door in disguise
You are more than what they see — you are your own sunrise

[Verse 3]
You've questioned if your presence leaves a mark that truly lasts
You've worked until the work became a shield against the past
But healing doesn't need to prove itself to anyone
You were woven into meaning long before the work was done
The wanderer, the dreamer, the one who reads between the lines
A quiet kind of courage stitched through everything you find

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that doesn't fade
You were not a rough draft, love — you were exactly what was made

[Chorus]
You are the spark and the stillness, the wound and the mend
The one who starts the fire and tends it until the end
Every wall you ever built was just a door in disguise
You are more than what they see — you are your own sunrise

[Bridge]
The north star didn't ask permission just to guide the night
You don't need to earn your softness or defend your light
What you carry is not burden — it's the map of who you are
Every scar a constellation, every step a guiding star

[Outro]
You are held by something older than the names we give to things
Rest in that — you've always been enough
Let the fire breathe