[Verse 1]
He reads the room before a word is said
Feels the weight of everything left unsaid
Carries oceans underneath a steady face
Holds the world together, then needs his own space
A mind that wanders far across the open sky
Always asking deeper questions, always wondering why

[PreChorus]
They see the calm and miss the tide below
The quiet ones always have the furthest left to go

[Chorus]
Ian, written in the pull of the moon and the sea
Built from ancient tides and a need to be free
Every scar a testament, every year hard-earned grace
Ian, you were always more than enough for this place

[Verse 2]
He loves like a slow river, patient and true
Drawn to beauty in the mind and the world breaking new
Keeps his circle tight but his loyalty's wide
Something steady at the centre, a rare kind of pride
He's been told to dim the depth that lives behind his eyes
But the ones worth knowing always recognise

[PreChorus]
The things he built alone when no one thought to ask
Are the very things that carried him through every heavy past

[Chorus]
Ian, written in the pull of the moon and the sea
Built from ancient tides and a need to be free
Every scar a testament, every year hard-earned grace
Ian, you were always more than enough for this place

[Verse 3]
There were years he held the weight without a word
Swallowed what he felt to keep the peace assured
But the depth that sometimes felt like too much to bear
Is the same well that drew the people who truly care
He turned his hardest chapters into something whole
What looked like loss was only fuel for the soul

[PreChorus]
He never needed to be louder, only truer, only still
The compass in him always pointed somewhere worth the hill

[Chorus]
Ian, written in the pull of the moon and the sea
Built from ancient tides and a need to be free
Every scar a testament, every year hard-earned grace
Ian, you were always more than enough for this place

[Bridge]
The universe did not write you lightly, took its time
Inked you into something rare in every line
You don't have to keep on proving what has always been true
The world has always needed exactly this version of you

[Outro]
Rest now in the knowing you were never incomplete
The tide comes home, the circle turns, the tides and the quiet meet