[Verse 1]
She carries the tide inside a careful frame,
Precise on the surface, wild beneath the same,
A mind that catches light and turns it into thread,
Weaving what she feels into the things she's said,
She tends to everyone before she tends herself,
Shelving her own longing like a book upon a shelf

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't shrink to keep the shore at ease,
And everything she holds inside is more than what they see

[Chorus]
Jere, you are the depth that doesn't need to roar,
Written in the tides and ancient to the core,
Jere, every wave you've weathered made you whole,
The cosmos drew you carefully, with ink upon your soul

[Verse 2]
She loves like a conversation without end,
Like a letter sent with care to more than just a friend,
Her heart moves soft and certain, like water finding ground,
She gives before she's asked and rarely makes a sound,
But beneath the quiet structure lives a tender flame,
Something irreplaceable the world could never name

[PreChorus]
She's learned to measure every word before it leaves her tongue,
But the truest things she carries were written when she was young

[Chorus]
Jere, you are the depth that doesn't need to roar,
Written in the tides and ancient to the core,
Jere, every wave you've weathered made you whole,
The cosmos drew you carefully, with ink upon your soul

[Verse 3]
The wound she wore in silence became a kind of sight,
A way of reading rooms and knowing wrong from right,
She's stood between the calling and the practical and true,
And quietly become the wisest person in the room,
The world she dreams of building lives already in her hands,
She doesn't need permission now to finally understand

[PreChorus]
She was never lost, just learning where her roots were meant to grow,
And everything she questioned was the kindling for her glow

[Chorus]
Jere, you are the depth that doesn't need to roar,
Written in the tides and ancient to the core,
Jere, every wave you've weathered made you whole,
The cosmos drew you carefully, with ink upon your soul

[Bridge]
She doesn't have to earn the right to take up space,
Every scar she carries holds a kind of grace,
The stars have always known the shape of who she'd be,
She was whole before the world told her differently

[Outro]
She is guided, she is held, she is enough,
Tender in the softness, luminous in the rough,
Everything she is was always meant to be,
Written in the water, rooted, wild, and free