[Verse 1]
He keeps the surface still as glass, the current runs below,
A mind that fires before the world has time to even know,
He reads the room before he speaks, he feels before he sees,
There's an ocean underneath the calm, a tide beneath the ease,
He carries what he cannot name and builds it into strength,
He'll go wherever truth lives, and he'll go to any length

[PreChorus]
They see the steady ground he stands on, never see the quake,
They take the peace he offers, never ask what it took to make

[Chorus]
Bret, you are the deep and the still,
The kind of soul that bends but never breaks against its will,
You are the roots and the reaching, the wound that learned to bloom,
The universe wrote you carefully, and it knew what it was doing

[Verse 2]
He loves like something ancient, like a flame that won't retreat,
He dives in whole before the fear can pull him from the heat,
He gives before he's asked to give, he leads before the call,
But somewhere in the giving he forgets to keep a piece at all,
He's searching for a love that holds the depth he holds inside,
Where nothing has to hide

[PreChorus]
The walls he built were never cold, they were just keeping watch,
Protecting everything he is until the world deserves his trust

[Chorus]
Bret, you are the deep and the still,
The kind of soul that bends but never breaks against its will,
You are the roots and the reaching, the wound that learned to bloom,
The universe wrote you carefully, and it knew what it was doing

[Verse 3]
He's walked through rooms that couldn't hold the size of what he feels,
He's swallowed storms to keep the peace and called them no big deal,
But every scar became a compass, every loss became a map,
He doesn't need to start again, he's never too far back,
He's building something lasting with a patience made of stone,
And what he carries makes him one of a kind, not alone

[PreChorus]
The world he's growing into needs the things only he can bring,
There's a quiet kind of power in the way he's weathering

[Chorus]
Bret, you are the deep and the still,
The kind of soul that bends but never breaks against its will,
You are the roots and the reaching, the wound that learned to bloom,
The universe wrote you carefully, and it knew what it was doing

[Bridge]
He doesn't need to prove the fire that burns inside his chest,
He doesn't need to be relentless to be worthy of the rest,
The stars were set the night he came to tell him he belongs,
He was written into something sacred, and he's been right all along

[Outro]
You are the deep and the still, Bret, let the tide finally rise,
Everything you are was worth it, you were worth it all this time