[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you face the morning light,
A truth-teller's tongue that can't pretend the wrong is right,
You carry an ocean underneath that easy smile,
Every feeling ten fathoms deep, stretching out for miles,
They see the warmth you offer and the grace you wear,
They don't see the weight you've held alone down there

[PreChorus]
But everything you've carried made you who you are,
Every quiet battle is a map, not a scar

[Chorus]
Jan, you were written in the wide and wandering sky,
Too vast to be contained, too deep to wonder why,
You are the calm, the current, and the open door,
Jan, you don't need to prove it — you were enough before

[Verse 2]
You think in careful sentences, you build before you leap,
You've worked for every threshold while the rest were still asleep,
The world has asked you endlessly to shrink or to adjust,
To fold your fire into form and pour it into trust,
But your precision is a gift no one could teach,
A mind that builds the bridges others can't quite reach

[PreChorus]
And even when they couldn't hear the words you meant to say,
Your voice held more than language — it was light finding its way

[Chorus]
Jan, you were written in the wide and wandering sky,
Too vast to be contained, too deep to wonder why,
You are the calm, the current, and the open door,
Jan, you don't need to prove it — you were enough before

[Verse 3]
Now something's turning backward, asking you to slow,
To trace the thread you left behind and let yourself re-know,
Not what you've done or given or proven to the crowd,
But the version of yourself you've kept beneath the clouds,
The one who loves like something ancient, wide, and true,
The one the cosmos carefully, deliberately drew

[PreChorus]
This is not a losing — it's a river finding ground,
What feels like going backward is the self that's being found

[Chorus]
Jan, you were written in the wide and wandering sky,
Too vast to be contained, too deep to wonder why,
You are the calm, the current, and the open door,
Jan, you don't need to prove it — you were enough before

[Bridge]
The stars that marked your coming never asked you to be small,
They mapped a soul with room enough to hold it all,
Let what's recovering in you rise without a fight,
You were made from something ancient — you were made of light

[Outro]
Rest here a moment, let the current carry you,
The sky still holds your name, Jan, and it always will be true