[Verse 1]
There's a tide that runs beneath the still of what you show,
A current deep as memory, a pull nobody knows,
You feel everything at once, you sort it, file it, hold it near,
You carry what the room forgets before the dust can clear,
A mind that threads through heartstrings, where logic meets the moon,
You speak in careful sentences, but feel the whole room's tune.

[PreChorus]
They see the calm and miss the ocean underneath,
But everything you've weathered became the ground you breathe.

[Chorus]
Michael, you were written in the water and the tide,
The tide that builds a harbor where the lost can come inside,
Michael, what you carry is the weight of someone true,
The cosmos drew you carefully and only once — just you.

[Verse 2]
You've questioned if your presence makes a dent in the design,
Worked twice as hard to prove a worth that was already mine —
Already yours, already whole before the effort came,
The doing doesn't make you real, you matter all the same,
There's something almost magnetic in the mystery you wear,
A quiet kind of power that unsettles and repairs.

[PreChorus]
You've walked through fire looking for what's real and true,
And every scar became a doorway you walked through.

[Chorus]
Michael, you were written in the water and the tide,
The tide that builds a harbor where the lost can come inside,
Michael, what you carry is the weight of someone true,
The cosmos drew you carefully and only once — just you.

[Verse 3]
You love like something ancient, wide and careful at the start,
A conversation first, a joke, a slow-unlocking heart,
You give before you're asked and then wonder if it's seen,
You're the emotional center of the spaces in between,
Your purpose lives in service, in the words you choose to say,
A voice that earns its gravity and carries more than weight.

[PreChorus]
The world has always needed what you almost gave away,
You don't need to be finished to be worthy of today.

[Chorus]
Michael, you were written in the water and the tide,
The tide that builds a harbor where the lost can come inside,
Michael, what you carry is the weight of someone true,
The cosmos drew you carefully and only once — just you.

[Bridge]
You are held inside a pattern older than your doubt,
Built from depth and shadow and the quiet turning out,
Rest inside the knowing that the night prepared the dawn,
You were always whole enough — you always have been, all along.

[Outro]
The tide comes home, the moon stays true,
Michael — every star was placed for you.