[Verse 1]
They carry the ocean wherever they go,
A depth that the surface will never quite show,
They dream in a language the waking can't hold,
A mind full of poetry, rivers of gold,
They feel every room before stepping inside,
They see what is broken and don't look aside

[PreChorus]
The tide pulls them under, they rise every time,
There's a cosmos inside them, a reason, a rhyme

[Chorus]
They are written in water and mapped by the stars,
Every fracture a doorway, not permanent scars,
Rooted in mystery, reaching for light,
They were made for this world and they're doing it right

[Verse 2]
They love like a current that runs wide and free,
Not the kind you can own, not the kind you can see,
They need someone steady who gives them their room,
A connection that blossoms in silence and bloom,
They give before asking, they feel before speaking,
Always more loyal than anyone's seeking

[PreChorus]
The walls they have built are a testament, too,
To everything trusted and carried straight through

[Chorus]
They are written in water and mapped by the stars,
Every fracture a doorway, not permanent scars,
Rooted in mystery, reaching for light,
They were made for this world and they're doing it right

[Verse 3]
There's a hunger for meaning that never goes still,
A longing for something beyond the next hill,
They've questioned the rules and they've questioned themselves,
Put pieces of who they are up on shelves,
But the truth that they carry is ancient and clear,
Their purpose was never in doubt — only fear

[PreChorus]
The world needs the vision they've carried alone,
Every question they've asked was a seed being sown

[Chorus]
They are written in water and mapped by the stars,
Every fracture a doorway, not permanent scars,
Rooted in mystery, reaching for light,
They were made for this world and they're doing it right

[Bridge]
Let the tide come in, let the dreaming be real,
What they've always been is enough to heal,
The sky knew their name before they drew breath,
There is no end to a love built like this

[Outro]
They are held by the dark and they're kissed by the dawn,
Every version of them that has struggled — belongs,
The stars wrote them carefully, ink that won't fade,
They are exactly, precisely, the one they were made