[Verse 1]
There's a balance in the way you hold the room so still,
A quiet kind of grace beneath an iron will,
You weigh every word before it leaves your tongue,
But the depths you keep inside have barely just begun,
They see the poise, the charm, the carefully measured smile,
But the tides that move beneath you stretch for miles and miles

[PreChorus]
You carry more than anyone beside you ever knows,
A mind that reads the dark and still makes room for light to grow

[Chorus]
You are the scales that hold the storm without a sound,
The kind of soul that turns the lost and broken into ground,
Every layer they can't reach is where your treasure lives,
You were written in the cosmos, every part of you a gift

[Verse 2]
You love like you're rebuilding something sacred from the start,
A home inside your hands, a hearth inside your heart,
You'll tend to every corner till the cold has gone away,
Then wonder why you left no warmth inside your day,
You give before you're asked, you stay when others go,
And the ones who truly see you never want to let you know

[PreChorus]
You've searched the wide horizon for a place to set your faith,
And every time you found it, you rebuilt it from the ache

[Chorus]
You are the scales that hold the storm without a sound,
The kind of soul that turns the lost and broken into ground,
Every layer they can't reach is where your treasure lives,
You were written in the cosmos, every part of you a gift

[Verse 3]
Your mind moves through the shadows like a lantern in a well,
You feel what isn't spoken and you hear what no one tells,
There's a restlessness that wanders when the meaning isn't clear,
A hunger for the truth that pulls you past the edge of fear,
That searching isn't wandering, it's how you find your north,
Every question is a doorway and the answer's been yours from birth

[PreChorus]
The voice inside that doubts itself is louder than it's right,
The words you hold back quietly could teach the world to write

[Chorus]
You are the scales that hold the storm without a sound,
The kind of soul that turns the lost and broken into ground,
Every layer they can't reach is where your treasure lives,
You were written in the cosmos, every part of you a gift

[Verse 4]
You've worn the weight of making sure that everything holds right,
A precision in your loving, in your labor, in your fight,
The world has seen your steady hand and leaned on it for years,
But steadiness isn't absence of the storms or of the tears,
You don't have to be flawless for the work to mean something true,
The whole sky never dimmed because it held a cloud or two

[PreChorus]
There's a compass you were born with pointing somewhere only yours,
And the life you're being called toward is already at the door

[Bridge]
You were not made to be understood by everyone who looks,
You were made to leave your mark like ink on open books,
Let the deepest parts of you stop hiding in the seams,
The world needs what you carry more than anything it dreams

[Outro]
You are enough in every season, every shift, every scar,
The cosmos placed you carefully — exactly where you are