[Verse 1]
There's a mind that moves like wind through open doors,
Collecting every question, hungry still for more,
You see the angles others miss, the seams beneath the seem,
A restless kind of brilliance running deeper than it gleams,
The calm you wear is architecture, not the whole design,
Behind the easy laughter lives a more exacting mind,

[PreChorus]
You've carried more in silence than most people ever say,
And still you show up useful, finding meaning in the day,

[Chorus]
Ferrell, you were written in a language all your own,
Every thread of who you are was carefully hand-sewn,
The world you've built with quiet hands is solid, true, and real,
And the moon above Capricorn knows everything you feel,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like the tide that holds the shore,
You build a home inside your heart and open up the door,
But safety is a thing you need before you let them in,
And devotion runs so steady once you know where to begin,
You've ached to be truly heard, not just politely seen,
Your words hold more precision than the spaces in between,

[PreChorus]
The longing for a wider truth has lived inside your chest,
You've chased the edge of meaning giving nothing but your best,

[Chorus]
Ferrell, you were written in a language all your own,
Every thread of who you are was carefully hand-sewn,
The world you've built with quiet hands is solid, true, and real,
And the moon above Capricorn knows everything you feel,

[Verse 3]
There's a fire in your foundation that you've tended through the years,
You've rebuilt what was shaken and you've alchemized your fears,
The tension between dreaming and the need to make it real,
That's not a contradiction — that's the sharpness of your steel,
You've served when you were weary, you've refined what others left,
And every scar became a doorway, not a proof of what you've lost,

[PreChorus]
The stars did not mistake you, every fracture has its place,
You are not the sum of doubt — you are the sum of grace,

[Chorus]
Ferrell, you were written in a language all your own,
Every thread of who you are was carefully hand-sewn,
The world you've built with quiet hands is solid, true, and real,
And the moon above Capricorn knows everything you feel,

[Bridge]
What rises now was always yours to claim,
The light revealing is the same as calling you by name,
You don't need permission to be whole, to rest, to stay,
The cosmos built you carefully and meant for you to blaze,

[Outro]
You are guided, you are grounded, you are more than what you've shown,
Ferrell, you were always — always — home,