[Verse 1]
He carries the weight of the mountain inside,
A stillness that runs where the deep rivers hide,
His face is composed, but beneath the reserve,
There's a world full of feeling that no one deserves to disturb,
He speaks when it matters, he thinks before words,
And the quiet he keeps is the loudest they've heard,

[PreChorus]
He's built himself slowly from stone and from grace,
Every year adding something no one else could replace,

[Chorus]
Juan, you are the bedrock, the ancient and true,
The kind of rare steadiness the world is born to,
You carry the cosmos engraved in your bones,
Juan, every road that you've walked has led home,

[Verse 2]
He loves like a treaty signed deep in the soul,
Not written in passion alone but in the long kind of whole,
He gives more than he's asked and he asks less than due,
He plants seeds for the ones who will never know who,
He's wrestled with longing and called it a flaw,
But that hunger for meaning is the greatest thing he saw,

[PreChorus]
He's questioned the map while still moving ahead,
And the wisdom he carries was earned, never read,

[Chorus]
Juan, you are the bedrock, the ancient and true,
The kind of rare steadiness the world is born to,
You carry the cosmos engraved in your bones,
Juan, every road that you've walked has led home,

[Verse 3]
There's a wound that he keeps in a room with no light,
A belief that he's only enough when he's right,
But the cracks in the stone are where rivers begin,
And the tides he's withheld are the depths held within,
He was never too rigid, too careful, too small,
He was always the one steady enough to hold all,

[PreChorus]
The stars wrote him carefully, carved him with care,
For a purpose that only endurance could bear,

[Chorus]
Juan, you are the bedrock, the ancient and true,
The kind of rare steadiness the world is born to,
You carry the cosmos engraved in your bones,
Juan, every road that you've walked has led home,

[Bridge]
You don't need to earn what was always your own,
The ground that you stand on was yours long before you could know,
Let the mountain rest easy, let winter turn spring,
You are already everything,

[Outro]
Juan, the sky keeps your name in its oldest refrain,
You were written in granite and carved in the rain,
And all of the silence you carried alone,
Was the sound of a man always, always coming home,