[Verse 1]
There's a mind like open water, running clear and cold and wide,
A hundred thoughts by morning, all the questions kept inside,
You build the world in blueprints while you're dreaming through the night,
You serve before they ask you and you rarely ask if you're alright,
They see the calm and order, they don't see the undertow,
The ocean underneath you that they'll never fully know

[PreChorus]
But every current you've been carrying has made you who you are,
The weight you hold has always been the making of your heart

[Chorus]
You were written in the in-between, the still and the storm,
A soul too deep for shallow ground, too free to be reformed,
Every contradiction in you is a kind of sacred art,
The universe wrote carefully when it was building you apart

[Verse 2]
You love like it's a secret, like you're still not sure it's safe,
You hold it in the hidden rooms, you offer it with grace,
You've tied your worth to what you do, to service and to care,
As if just being weren't already something rare,
There's a wound around your value that was never really true,
You were enough before you proved a single thing you do

[PreChorus]
The tides inside you rise and fall but never wash away,
What's carried in your marrow was designed to light the way

[Chorus]
You were written in the in-between, the still and the storm,
A soul too deep for shallow ground, too free to be reformed,
Every contradiction in you is a kind of sacred art,
The universe wrote carefully when it was building you apart

[Verse 3]
You're drawn to what is broken and you know just how it feels,
To search for something higher while you're learning how to heal,
The hunger for a meaning that goes further than the mind,
The wisdom of a wanderer who's difficult to find,
Your path was never linear, your truth was never plain,
But everything you've weathered has been turning into flame

[PreChorus]
The compass that you carry points to somewhere you belong,
And all the roads that broke you were the verses of this song

[Chorus]
You were written in the in-between, the still and the storm,
A soul too deep for shallow ground, too free to be reformed,
Every contradiction in you is a kind of sacred art,
The universe wrote carefully when it was building you apart

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the softness that was always meant for you,
You don't have to hold the whole world up to finally make it through,
The stars that shaped your edges knew exactly what they made,
A light that doesn't flicker, and a soul that won't be swayed

[Outro]
You are held in something ancient, you are known beyond the dark,
The cosmos didn't lose you — you were always on the map