[Verse 1]
She carries the ocean in the middle of her chest
A tidal pull beneath a surface that looks at rest
She reads a room before she ever says a word
Feels everything so loudly while the silence goes unheard
The world sees poise — it doesn't see the undertow
The depth it took to learn to let the right things go

[PreChorus]
She's built from questions and from wandering and fire
From the ache of reaching higher than the nights felt dire

[Chorus]
Clara, you were written in the salt and in the stone
Every crack a map of somewhere you have grown
Clara, you were never meant to make yourself small
You were always more than enough — tides and all

[Verse 2]
She loves like someone taking notes on every detail
Remembers what you mentioned once behind the exhale
Gives her care in quiet gestures, never makes a sound
The kind of love that holds you steady, keeps you on the ground
But who has held her — who has noticed what she needs
Who has read the lines she wrote between the lines she reads

[PreChorus]
She's searching for a meaning that can hold its shape through wind
For a faith she chose herself, not one that's wearing thin

[Chorus]
Clara, you were written in the salt and in the stone
Every crack a map of somewhere you have grown
Clara, you were never meant to make yourself small
You were always more than enough — tides and all

[Verse 3]
She knows the weight of wanting to be seen without a stage
A hunger for the real thing, not the highlight on the page
She's worked so hard in rooms where no one thought to look
Built something worth remembering from every hit she took
The recognition she deserves was never theirs to give
She's always been the standard by which she was meant to live

[PreChorus]
The wound was never weakness — it was where the light got in
The place she learned to start from scratch and start from her own skin

[Chorus]
Clara, you were written in the salt and in the stone
Every crack a map of somewhere you have grown
Clara, you were never meant to make yourself small
You were always more than enough — tides and all

[Verse 4]
She wants the kind of roots that let her still be free
A home that doesn't ask her who she has to be
Her mind moves like a current, pulls from every shore
She speaks in metaphors and still you always want more
There's a compass in her chest that points through every doubt
She was never lost — she was just finding her way out

[PreChorus]
The cosmos wrote her carefully with ink that doesn't fade
She was put here to become the very thing she's made

[Chorus]
Clara, you were written in the salt and in the stone
Every crack a map of somewhere you have grown
Clara, you were never meant to make yourself small
You were always more than enough — tides and all

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to take up space
You were sewn into this world at a deliberate pace
The storm and the stillness were both always yours
You are the answer to the questions at your core

[Outro]
Let the tide come in, let the current run free
Clara, the whole sea was always meant to be
You are held, you are whole, you are finally home