[Verse 1]
There's a tide beneath the stillness that nobody seems to find,
An ocean of devotion and a razor-sharp, restless mind,
You hold the room with quiet grace, they see the calm, not the waves,
Every thought a labyrinth, every feeling runs for days,
You've carried more than anyone has ever thought to ask,
And worn your steady, capable face like a well-rehearsed mask,

[PreChorus]
But the depth in you is not a burden, it's a gift you're learning to keep,
You were built for something lasting, you were made for the beautiful deep,

[Chorus]
Kit, you are the stillness and the storm,
The careful hands that shelter and the fire that keeps you warm,
Written in the pull of something ancient and wide,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a turning tide,

[Verse 2]
You love like an open door that asks nothing of the rain,
You give before you're given to and swallow down the pain,
The world has seen your capable, your driven and your strong,
But the part you guard most carefully is where you most belong,
You long for someone steady, for a home inside a heart,
And you've been both the architect and the one who falls apart,

[PreChorus]
But the way you love is not a weakness, it's an ancient kind of light,
And the ones who earn your tenderness are held by something right,

[Chorus]
Kit, you are the stillness and the storm,
The careful hands that shelter and the fire that keeps you warm,
Written in the pull of something ancient and wide,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a turning tide,

[Verse 3]
You've stood at your own crossroads with the weight of what you've known,
Wondering if the work you do could ever make you whole,
But your restless, brilliant hunger was never just ambition,
It's a compass pointing inward toward a soulful, sacred mission,
The universe has written you in languages of bone,
You were never meant to prove yourself — you were only meant to own,

[PreChorus]
What was yours before the doubting, what was true before the fear,
Everything you've walked through brought you quietly right here,

[Chorus]
Kit, you are the stillness and the storm,
The careful hands that shelter and the fire that keeps you warm,
Written in the pull of something ancient and wide,
Every scar a constellation, every wound a turning tide,

[Bridge]
Let the moon that steadied you remind you what you're worth,
You were written in the heavens long before you touched the earth,
You don't have to earn the softness, you don't have to earn the grace,
You were always more than enough — you just had to find the place,

[Outro]
Kit, the tide will carry you where you were always meant to be,
You are held by something endless, you are finally, fully free,