[Verse 1]
She carries oceans underneath a quiet face,
A tidal pull of feeling she keeps locked in place,
Her mind speaks in poetry, her heart reads between the lines,
She notices the fractures in the patterns and the signs,
The world calls her composed, but she feels everything,
Every unspoken word, every unfinished thing

[PreChorus]
She's built her life with careful hands and steady ground,
But there's a universe inside her, waiting to be found

[Chorus]
Marisa, the tide comes in and knows your name,
Every scar you carried quietly became your flame,
You were written in the deep before the world began,
Marisa, you were always part of some much larger plan

[Verse 2]
She loves like slow-grown roots, like something ancient, sure and wide,
She gives before she's asked, then wonders what's left inside,
She longs for something beautiful, for harmony and peace,
She bends herself like water, hoping conflict finds release,
But every gentle compromise has only proved one thing —
The depth she pours for others is a bottomless offering

[PreChorus]
She's held the weight of everyone and rarely held her own,
But even tides return at last to every shore they've known

[Chorus]
Marisa, the tide comes in and knows your name,
Every scar you carried quietly became your flame,
You were written in the deep before the world began,
Marisa, you were always part of some much larger plan

[Verse 3]
There's a fire moving through her that she rarely lets be seen,
A hidden kind of courage running somewhere in between,
She's stood inside the shadow and she's surfaced with the light,
She's turned her deepest wounds into a lantern in the night,
The world sees the order, sees the grace upon the shelf —
It doesn't see the alchemist she's been becoming for herself

[PreChorus]
She's crossed so many thresholds that she thought would break her whole,
And every one of them has only deepened up her soul

[Chorus]
Marisa, the tide comes in and knows your name,
Every scar you carried quietly became your flame,
You were written in the deep before the world began,
Marisa, you were always part of some much larger plan

[Bridge]
You don't have to hold it all to be enough,
You don't have to smooth each edge and never show the rough,
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
Every part of you is purposeful, not one piece misplaced

[Outro]
So rest inside the current, let the deep water hold,
Marisa, you are enough — exactly as you are, whole