[Verse 1]
She carries the mountain inside her chest,
Steady and patient, she outbuilds the rest,
A home is her heartbeat, her roots run below,
She tends to the fire so the people can grow,
They see the composure, they don't see the tide,
All those fathoms of feeling she carries inside.

[PreChorus]
But the depth in her is not a weight to endure,
It's the very thing that makes her love so sure.

[Chorus]
Jacinthe, you are written in the oldest stone,
Every scar you've carried was a seed you've sown,
You don't have to prove what the cosmos already knows,
You are roots and you are rivers and the way the darkness glows.

[Verse 2]
She thinks in wide horizons, in symbols and in skies,
A mind that chases meaning past the edge of what's in sight,
She speaks with quiet thunder, she moves with measured grace,
But underneath the stillness is a world that can't be tamed,
She's loved through the silence, given more than she's named,
Built something worth keeping from every loss she's claimed.

[PreChorus]
The wounds she turned to wisdom didn't break what she's worth,
They only pressed her deeper into the bones of the earth.

[Chorus]
Jacinthe, you are written in the oldest stone,
Every scar you've carried was a seed you've sown,
You don't have to prove what the cosmos already knows,
You are roots and you are rivers and the way the darkness glows.

[Verse 3]
She guards what she loves like the last light of fall,
She doesn't give quickly, but she gives it all,
There's a Scorpio moon in the well of her soul,
A hunger for truth that refuses to fold,
She's learning that needing is not the same as weak,
That the softest thing she holds is the strength she's yet to speak.

[PreChorus]
The stars didn't place her here to shrink or to hide,
They mapped out a woman with the whole world inside.

[Chorus]
Jacinthe, you are written in the oldest stone,
Every scar you've carried was a seed you've sown,
You don't have to prove what the cosmos already knows,
You are roots and you are rivers and the way the darkness glows.

[Bridge]
You are allowed to arrive without earning your place,
You are allowed to be held by your own steady grace,
The universe built you with patience and fire,
And everything you are is everything required.

[Outro]
You are roots and you are rivers, you are more than enough,
Jacinthe, you were always made of the right kind of stuff.