[Verse 1]
He reads the room before he reads the page,
A curious mind that never quite contains its age,
Two thoughts running, neither one behind,
The kind of soul that outpaces its own mind,
He wears his feelings where the whole world sees,
And still holds depths that no one else can reach,

[PreChorus]
They see the easy laugh, they miss the tide,
All that still water running deep inside,

[Chorus]
John, you are the question and the answer too,
The fire that moves before the world breaks through,
You carry more than anyone has known,
And everything you've built was built from stone,

[Verse 2]
He loves the way a coastline loves the shore,
Always close enough to touch, but wanting more,
A joke to bridge the silence, charm to spare,
But underneath, a longing for something rare,
He gives before he's asked and asks for less,
And calls it nothing when it's everything,

[PreChorus]
The walls he built were never made of stone,
Just proof of how much depth he's carried alone,

[Chorus]
John, you are the question and the answer too,
The fire that moves before the world breaks through,
You carry more than anyone has known,
And everything you've built was built from stone,

[Verse 3]
He works like quiet water through hard ground,
A fixer, a believer, steady and sound,
He wrestles doubt in rooms that no one sees,
Then walks back out like none of that could bring him to his knees,
The world he wants is one that he creates,
And he's closer than he knows — he's always been,

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote him carefully and true,
There's a whole sky shaped around the way he moves,

[Chorus]
John, you are the question and the answer too,
The fire that moves before the world breaks through,
You carry more than anyone has known,
And everything you've built was built from stone,

[Bridge]
He doesn't need the proof, the praise, the perfect line,
The roots he planted quietly kept the whole tree alive,
What he thought was struggle was just making him the man,
Who holds the light for everyone and still has some to spare,

[Outro]
John, the tide comes in, it always finds the shore,
You've always been enough — and then a little more,