[Verse 1]
There's a fire behind the eyes that moves before the words arrive,
A compass always spinning, but it always points alive,
The truth comes out before the filter, honest to the bone,
A searcher who can fill a room and still feel most alone,
There's an ocean underneath the laugh, a tide nobody sees,
A heart that holds the whole world up and falls asleep in threes

[PreChorus]
They see the warmth, they miss the weight you carry past the door,
The way you give until it hurts and then you give some more

[Chorus]
You are the arrow and the archer, the wild and the wise,
The one who reads between the lines beneath unclouded skies,
The fire that moves first and asks questions on the way,
Born to blaze a trail that only you could find today

[Verse 2]
You've worn the weight of doing more to prove you have the right,
To simply take up space the way you do, to shine your light,
The joy inside you wants to play but something learned to wait,
To earn the love before you let it past the garden gate,
And still you build these quiet things that last beyond the years,
With steady hands and dreaming eyes and unacknowledged tears

[PreChorus]
They see the calm, they don't see where the current cuts so deep,
The way you guard the softest parts while everybody sleeps

[Chorus]
You are the arrow and the archer, the wild and the wise,
The one who reads between the lines beneath unclouded skies,
The fire that moves first and asks questions on the way,
Born to blaze a trail that only you could find today

[Verse 3]
You love like something ancient, like a covenant of care,
Like a friend before a lover, needing room inside the air,
You want the real, the unscripted, the connection that won't fade,
Not the love that fits a mold but the kind that's handmade,
And every time you've bent yourself to keep the peace at bay,
That was love in heavy armor — it was brave in its own way

[PreChorus]
The world received your wisdom while it missed your open wound,
But everything you've carried has been quietly making room

[Chorus]
You are the arrow and the archer, the wild and the wise,
The one who reads between the lines beneath unclouded skies,
The fire that moves first and asks questions on the way,
Born to blaze a trail that only you could find today

[Bridge]
The cosmos wrote you carefully in ink that doesn't fade,
Every scar became a story, every wound became a trade,
You don't need to keep on proving what was always true,
The whole sky bent its light the night it finished making you

[Outro]
You are guided, you are rooted, you are more than enough,
Not despite the tender places — because of all of them