[Verse 1]
Born where the water meets the edge of sky,
A soul too vast for any box to hold inside,
He feels the room before he clears the door,
Carries oceans in his chest and still makes room for more,
The quiet ones who watch him never see the tide,
All those fathoms running deep beneath the calm outside

[PreChorus]
A heart that gives before it's even asked,
A mind that burns through every polished mask

[Chorus]
He was written by the stars with careful hands,
Built to dream in ways the world can't understand,
Every wave that breaks was shaped to make him whole,
The cosmos left its fingerprints upon his soul

[Verse 2]
He moves like fire dressed in something soft and still,
A spark that leaps before the mind decides it will,
They see the gentleness, they miss the iron will,
The kind of bold that waits, then breaks against the hill,
He's learning that his presence is enough to change the room,
That standing still can split the dark just like the moon

[PreChorus]
He doesn't need to prove the ground beneath his feet,
The earth already knows the rhythm of his beat

[Chorus]
He was written by the stars with careful hands,
Built to dream in ways the world can't understand,
Every wave that breaks was shaped to make him whole,
The cosmos left its fingerprints upon his soul

[Verse 3]
He thinks in color where the language falls apart,
Finds the hidden door in every fractured heart,
There's a wisdom in the way he holds what can't be named,
A poetic kind of knowing that refuses to be tamed,
He's carried heavy things in silence, worn them like a coat,
But every burden he has borne became a sacred note

[PreChorus]
The wounds he keeps from view became the well,
The deeper that it goes, the more he has to tell

[Chorus]
He was written by the stars with careful hands,
Built to dream in ways the world can't understand,
Every wave that breaks was shaped to make him whole,
The cosmos left its fingerprints upon his soul

[Verse 4]
A generation born to shift the axis of the age,
He doesn't need a crown to lead, just truth upon the page,
He loves like something ancient and without condition,
Like a tide that gives itself without asking for permission,
The world he'll build is waiting somewhere just ahead,
Stitched into the sky the night his first breath said

[PreChorus]
He is held by something older than a name,
A light that no unraveling can ever fully claim

[Bridge]
He is enough in the becoming, not the done,
He is the rain, the root, the rising of the sun,
Let him rest inside the fullness of his light,
He was never lost, he was always shining right

[Outro]
The stars don't make mistakes, they made him with intention,
Every part of who he is deserves its own attention,
He is guided, he is held, he is enough,
Born already whole, already loved