[Verse 1]
He carries the fire but he walks like the stone,
A quiet ambition that works alone,
The world reads the surface — composed, controlled —
But underneath that calm runs something old,
A current that moves before the tide is named,
A mind that turns the ordinary into something changed

[PreChorus]
He's been misread more times than he can count,
But every wall he built has been his mount

[Chorus]
Timothy, the stars were set with you in mind,
A rare kind of soul that's hard to find,
Born from the fire and the steadiest ground,
You are exactly who you were meant to be found

[Verse 2]
He speaks slow but his words cut clean and deep,
He holds what he learns like a promise to keep,
There's a wound somewhere tied to the word called home,
A hollow he's carried too long on his own,
But from that hollow he built something true —
A shelter so strong only he could have hewn

[PreChorus]
The ache he outran became the road he knows,
The roots he questioned are the ones that helped him grow

[Chorus]
Timothy, the stars were set with you in mind,
A rare kind of soul that's hard to find,
Born from the fire and the steadiest ground,
You are exactly who you were meant to be found

[Verse 3]
He loves like a force that refuses to fade,
Honest and headlong, unafraid, unswayed,
He seeks the kind of truth that lives below the skin,
The deep conversation, the world within,
He gives before he's asked and waits for something real,
Something that deserves the fullness of what he feels

[PreChorus]
The restlessness he carries isn't emptiness or lack,
It's the compass always pulling something forward, never back

[Chorus]
Timothy, the stars were set with you in mind,
A rare kind of soul that's hard to find,
Born from the fire and the steadiest ground,
You are exactly who you were meant to be found

[Bridge]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that never fades,
Every contradiction in you is the light inside the shade,
You don't have to prove a thing to earn your place in this,
The sky has always known your name and nothing has been missed

[Outro]
So rest in who you are, no striving left to do,
The universe built something rare the night it built you