[Verse 1]
There's an ocean underneath the quiet you wear,
Depths that most will never know are even there,
You feel the room before you cross the door,
Carrying what others leave behind on the floor,
Your roots run deep in every love you've ever kept,
A fire burning in the house where memory slept.

[PreChorus]
They see the surface, calm and composed,
They don't see the tides that only you know.

[Chorus]
You are ancient water and an arrow mid-flight,
A soul born at the crossing of the dark and the light,
Every wound you've carried is a lantern, not a scar,
You were written by the cosmos, you were mapped by the stars.

[Verse 2]
You love like something boundless and rare,
Friendship first, then devotion beyond compare,
You need the kind of love that lets you breathe and roam,
But aches for something sacred it can finally call home,
You give before you're asked and still you wonder if it's right,
That heart of yours was never meant to dim its own light.

[PreChorus]
You've searched the sky for something to believe,
And the truth was always growing underneath your feet.

[Chorus]
You are ancient water and an arrow mid-flight,
A soul born at the crossing of the dark and the light,
Every wound you've carried is a lantern, not a scar,
You were written by the cosmos, you were mapped by the stars.

[Verse 3]
There's a calling in your blood that won't stay still,
Something past the comfortable, past the familiar hill,
You've questioned your own worth like a book you couldn't trust,
But even broken-open ground gives rise to what is just,
The world you're building quietly is worth the time it takes,
And the strength you've always leaned on never cracks, it only shapes.

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
You were always whole, even when you felt incomplete.

[Chorus]
You are ancient water and an arrow mid-flight,
A soul born at the crossing of the dark and the light,
Every wound you've carried is a lantern, not a scar,
You were written by the cosmos, you were mapped by the stars.

[Bridge]
Let the wanderer and the dreamer both be true,
There is room enough inside this life for all of you,
The direction you've been seeking lives inside your own hands,
And the universe has always known exactly where you stand.

[Outro]
You are guided, you are held, you are enough,
Made of something older than the names we give to love.