[Verse 1]
There's a mountain in the way he holds his silence still,
A patience carved from winter, from an iron-quiet will,
He reads the room before he speaks, he weighs each word like stone,
And carries more than anyone could guess beneath the bone,
They see the calm — they don't see the tide,
All those oceans running cold and deep inside

[PreChorus]
But still he moves like someone who has always known the way,
A mind ahead of morning, always one step from the day

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Brent in careful ink that does not fade with time,
A soul built deep as bedrock with a twin flame in his mind,
Brent, you were made to hold the weight and still come through the flame,
The cosmos carved your name in stone — and nothing stays the same

[Verse 2]
He loves the way a theorem loves — with reason and with fire,
Not roses on a doorstep but a loyalty entire,
He wants the real, the unadorned, the underneath the face,
A friendship that becomes a home, a bond that holds its place,
But somewhere in the longing there's a wound that hides from view,
The fear of reaching out and finding nothing reaching through

[PreChorus]
He's learning that the hand he needs is often his own first,
That tending to his own deep well is not the same as thirst

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Brent in careful ink that does not fade with time,
A soul built deep as bedrock with a twin flame in his mind,
Brent, you were made to hold the weight and still come through the flame,
The cosmos carved your name in stone — and nothing stays the same

[Verse 3]
That quick and restless mind of his refuses to slow down,
It catches ten ideas at once and spins them all around,
A visionary thinking long before the world can see,
Electric in his instincts, bold in what he dares to be,
And yes he's hard on himself when the vision falls behind,
But that demand for depth and truth is what defines the mind

[PreChorus]
The world does not need perfect — it needs someone who is true,
And everything he's building is already breaking through

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Brent in careful ink that does not fade with time,
A soul built deep as bedrock with a twin flame in his mind,
Brent, you were made to hold the weight and still come through the flame,
The cosmos carved your name in stone — and nothing stays the same

[Verse 4]
There's a season coming in where everything will shift and turn,
Where the ember he's been guarding finally finds the space to burn,
The questions that he carried like a weight around his chest,
Will become the very compass that leads him toward his best,
He was never meant to wander — he was meant to find the ground,
And build something that echoes long after he's been found

[PreChorus]
The ancient soul inside him knows the peace that waits ahead,
Not earned through someone else's road, but walked through his instead

[Chorus]
The stars wrote Brent in careful ink that does not fade with time,
A soul built deep as bedrock with a twin flame in his mind,
Brent, you were made to hold the weight and still come through the flame,
The cosmos carved your name in stone — and nothing stays the same

[Bridge]
He does not need to prove the mountain to the ones below,
The roots already know his name — they felt him long ago,
What looks like standing still to them is gathering of force,
The universe has always held him steady on his course

[Outro]
So let the stars speak now what words have failed to say,
That he is seen, he is held, he is not in the way,
The night that made him chose its ink with care and with intent,
And everything he is right now is everything he's meant