[Verse 1]
There's a stillness on the surface, a tide you keep below,
A mind that reads the room before you let your feelings show,
You carry what is heavy like it's nothing, like it's fine,
But the depth of what you're holding is a gift, not just a sign,
You've learned to read the silence, you have felt the hidden things,
And every truth you've uncovered gives your quiet power wings.

[PreChorus]
They see the grace, they don't see the current,
All that still water burning urgent.

[Chorus]
You are the storm that learned to move like stillness,
The wound that became its own kind of witness,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
You were written by the cosmos, you are already complete.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a root beneath the stone,
You give before you're asked and then you carry it alone,
You've weighed your words so carefully, afraid they'd land too hard,
But when you finally speak the truth, it leaves the deepest mark,
You've searched for something solid in a world that keeps on turning,
And every time you lost your footing, you came back still burning.

[PreChorus]
They see the warmth, they don't see the waiting,
All that quiet fire you've been creating.

[Chorus]
You are the storm that learned to move like stillness,
The wound that became its own kind of witness,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
You were written by the cosmos, you are already complete.

[Verse 3]
You've stood between two worlds so long you made the edge your home,
Between the self you show the light and what you guard alone,
Between the dream of something real and what you dare to trust,
Between the bones of who you are and who you thought you must,
But every shedding was a mercy, every ending made you new,
The sky has always held a place that's only shaped like you.

[PreChorus]
They see the soft, they don't see the knowing,
All that deep-rooted, slow and sacred growing.

[Chorus]
You are the storm that learned to move like stillness,
The wound that became its own kind of witness,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
You were written by the cosmos, you are already complete.

[Bridge]
Let the moon hold what you've been afraid to name,
Every scar you carry is a map, not just the flame,
The stars did not mistake you when they laid out all your lines,
You are not too much — you are exactly the design.

[Outro]
You are guided, you are rooted, you are seen,
The deepest kind of magic, not a myth but something real.