[Verse 1]
There's a fire that wakes before the morning does,
A quiet kind of courage without needing applause,
You move through the world with the current inside,
All that ocean beneath what you show to the tide,
You feel everything first before the words arrive,
A dreamer with a flame that refuses to die

[PreChorus]
They see the steady ground, they don't see the sea,
All those fathoms running deep in everything you breathe

[Chorus]
Beth, you are the ember and the rain,
The one who turns the wound into the grain,
You were written in a language old and true,
The stars took extra care when they made you

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, wide and whole,
You give before they ask and it costs your soul,
You've held yourself at arm's length from the door,
Afraid your worth would crumble if they asked for more,
But every time you pieced yourself back in the dark,
You were carving out a deeper, truer heart

[PreChorus]
They see the open hand, they don't see the weight,
The quiet strength it takes to keep that door of yours straight

[Chorus]
Beth, you are the ember and the rain,
The one who turns the wound into the grain,
You were written in a language old and true,
The stars took extra care when they made you

[Verse 3]
You've built a kind of beauty from the long way round,
A rootedness in things that don't make much of sound,
The work you do in stillness, no one stops to name,
But the world keeps being warmer when you came,
You're learning now the light was never something earned,
It was always there inside you, every time you turned

[PreChorus]
They see the calm exterior, they miss the whole design,
That everything you carry is already by design

[Chorus]
Beth, you are the ember and the rain,
The one who turns the wound into the grain,
You were written in a language old and true,
The stars took extra care when they made you

[Bridge]
Come home to your own heartbeat, let the proving rest,
The deepest kind of courage is in tending to your chest,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Beth, you were already whole the day your soul and body meet

[Outro]
The universe mapped you with deliberate hands,
You are more than the places where no one understands,
You are rooted, you are rising, you are enough,
Made of the softest kind of tender, the most enduring kind of tough