[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you walk into a room,
Like the sun that doesn't ask permission to assume,
You carry something ancient in the set of your jaw,
A quiet kind of power that leaves people in awe,
But behind the light you offer, there's a tide you keep,
An ocean full of questions that you've sworn to keep asleep.

[PreChorus]
You've learned to hold so much without letting it show,
But the roots that hold the heaviest are the ones that grow.

[Chorus]
Merrie, you were written in a language of fire,
Every scar you've carried lifted you higher,
You don't have to earn the right to take up space,
The cosmos carved you carefully — you are already grace.

[Verse 2]
You love like something sheltered, like a hearth in the cold,
You give before you're asked and you give before you're told,
You read the room like poetry, you feel what isn't said,
You'll carry someone else's weight while carrying your own dread,
But the tenderness you pour out like a river running free
Is not a flaw or weakness — it's your greatest mastery.

[PreChorus]
You've built a life on detail, on precision, on care,
And every life you've steadied still carries your fingerprints there.

[Chorus]
Merrie, you were written in a language of fire,
Every scar you've carried lifted you higher,
You don't have to earn the right to take up space,
The cosmos carved you carefully — you are already grace.

[Verse 3]
There's a part of you that wanders between freedom and home,
That craves connection deeply but still needs room to roam,
You've questioned your belonging, felt the ache of the crowd,
But the ones who see the furthest always stand in a cloud,
And the visions that have haunted you, the truths that won't be named,
Are the very map you're walking — nothing wasted, nothing waned.

[PreChorus]
Something wide is opening, the sky is making room,
What was planted in the shadow is about to be in bloom.

[Chorus]
Merrie, you were written in a language of fire,
Every scar you've carried lifted you higher,
You don't have to earn the right to take up space,
The cosmos carved you carefully — you are already grace.

[Bridge]
The world you've built through service and through silence and through will,
Is only just beginning — there is more unfolding still,
Let what's expanding reach you, let abundance find your door,
You were never meant to settle — you were made for so much more.

[Outro]
The stars don't make mistakes with what they choose to illuminate,
You are held, you are seen, you are whole — it's not too late.