[Verse 1]
There's a mind that counts the cracks before the ceiling falls,
A heart that reads the room before she walks the halls,
She sees what's broken, makes a map, then makes it right,
Holds the weight of everyone beneath a quiet light,
They see the calm, they never see the tide,
All those fathoms running deep inside

[PreChorus]
She's built from iron wrapped in ocean water,
Born to carry more than anyone had taught her

[Chorus]
Zina, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overthrown,
You don't need to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Zina, you were always whole, you were always complete

[Verse 2]
She loves like something ancient, like a fire in the deep,
Grand in how she gives it, loyal in what she keeps,
She'll cross a whole horizon just to find the truth in things,
Pull apart a belief until she finds what sings,
But the wound she never shows is wanting to be heard,
To have someone lean in close and hold her every word

[PreChorus]
She's been misread, mistimed, and still she carried on,
That longing to be known became the well she draws from

[Chorus]
Zina, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overthrown,
You don't need to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Zina, you were always whole, you were always complete

[Verse 3]
Now there's a season turning slow beneath the skin,
Something retracing old roads, asking where you've been,
Not as punishment, but as a compass finding north,
The spiral doubling back to carry something forth,
What felt like losing ground was learning how to land,
Recovering the version only you understand

[PreChorus]
The sky moves backward so the roots can go down deeper,
Every pause a promise, every doubt becoming keeper

[Chorus]
Zina, you are written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overthrown,
You don't need to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Zina, you were always whole, you were always complete

[Bridge]
The cosmos laid your bones before you had a name,
Called you toward the horizon, never called you tame,
What you carry isn't burden — it's the gift you came to give,
You are not still learning how to love — you already know how to live

[Outro]
Rest now in the knowing that the stars have always known,
Everything you are, Zina, was never yours to earn alone