[Verse 1]
A mind that never settles, always reaching for the new,
Two voices in one body, both of them are true,
You carry depth like water running cold beneath the stone,
A hunger for the hidden things that most would leave alone,
You wear your calm like armour but the current never sleeps,
The world sees what you offer, not the ocean that you keep,

[PreChorus]
You've earned your ground through silence and through fire,
And everything you've carried only made you climb higher,

[Chorus]
Jeannine, you are written in the oldest light,
A mind like a compass, a heart built for the night,
Every wound became a doorway, every loss became a key,
Jeannine, the cosmos shaped you carefully,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that was carved from stone and sea,
All or nothing, deeply guarded, nothing given carelessly,
You've waited to be certain before you let them through,
And those who earn that privilege find a loyalty that's true,
You've felt the sting of going unheard though your words rang clear,
But the voice that doubted itself most was the one worth hearing here,

[PreChorus]
There's a quiet revolution living in your soul,
Every piece they couldn't name was always making you whole,

[Chorus]
Jeannine, you are written in the oldest light,
A mind like a compass, a heart built for the night,
Every wound became a doorway, every loss became a key,
Jeannine, the cosmos shaped you carefully,

[Verse 3]
You've held the weight of family like a root beneath the ground,
An anchor for the ones you love, a shelter to be found,
But somewhere in the giving you forgot to ask your due,
The one who needs the tending most has always been you,
You've built yourself from discipline when warmth was hard to find,
And turned that quiet solitude into a sovereign mind,

[PreChorus]
The seeds you planted in the dark were never wasted grace,
They grew into the strength that only time and truth could trace,

[Chorus]
Jeannine, you are written in the oldest light,
A mind like a compass, a heart built for the night,
Every wound became a doorway, every loss became a key,
Jeannine, the cosmos shaped you carefully,

[Verse 4]
You were never meant to follow paths already worn and known,
The roads that called you strangest were the ones that led you home,
There's a life that moves in spirals, always circling back to find,
The questions that illuminate the corners of your mind,
You don't need to be finished, you don't need to have arrived,
The seeking is the sacred thing, the searching is the prize,

[PreChorus]
You are held by something older than the words you've never said,
Let the searching be enough, let the wandering be the thread,

[Chorus]
Jeannine, you are written in the oldest light,
A mind like a compass, a heart built for the night,
Every wound became a doorway, every loss became a key,
Jeannine, the cosmos shaped you carefully,

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to rest within your skin,
The version no one fully sees is where it all begins,
The universe wrote you slowly, with intention, with great care,
Every contradiction in you was always meant to be there,

[Outro]
You are enough, exactly as you stand,
The stars already knew before the world could understand,
Jeannine, you were never lost, you were always on your way home,