[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you wear like a second skin,
A calm that keeps the world from seeing what's within,
But underneath the surface where the quiet lives,
There's a mind that never rests and a heart that always gives,
You've carried what you couldn't find the words to say,
Holding every feeling like a secret locked away,

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't shrink for the shore it meets,
And your depth was never something you had to defeat,

[Chorus]
You are seen, Debra, every hidden tide,
Every dream you sheltered carefully inside,
You were written in the language of the earth and sky,
More whole than you have ever let yourself believe,

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that refuses to pretend,
You see the best in people even when they're hard to mend,
There are walls you built not out of coldness but of care,
A caution born from learning not all hands were truly there,
But every time you loved through doubt and chose to stay,
That was courage speaking softly in its quiet way,

[PreChorus]
The roots that hold you steady are the ones you cannot see,
Everything you've walked through grew you into who you'd be,

[Chorus]
You are seen, Debra, every hidden tide,
Every dream you sheltered carefully inside,
You were written in the language of the earth and sky,
More whole than you have ever let yourself believe,

[Verse 3]
There's a restlessness in you that searches past the known,
A hunger for the meaning underneath the stone,
You've questioned what you're for when no one else could tell,
Built your own philosophy from somewhere deep and well,
The world has needed voices like the one you carry still,
Not the one you borrowed but the one that runs your will,

[PreChorus]
The cosmos didn't place you here to fit inside a frame,
Every way you break the mold is how you stake your claim,

[Chorus]
You are seen, Debra, every hidden tide,
Every dream you sheltered carefully inside,
You were written in the language of the earth and sky,
More whole than you have ever let yourself believe,

[Bridge]
A season of returning to the softest part of you,
What was wounded slowly heals and opens something new,
You don't have to earn the grace that always has been yours,
Just let it find you standing open at the door,

[Outro]
You are held by something older than you know,
Every scar a root, every root a way to grow,
Debra, you were always more than enough,
You are earth, you are water, you are light,