[Verse 1]
She holds the ocean in her chest, still water running deep,
A tide that reads the room before the others fall asleep,
She feels the weight of everyone and carries it like stone,
The warmth she wraps the world in is a warmth she's rarely shown,
She finds herself in mirrors made of those she loves the most,
And gives the kind of devotion that others need the most,

[PreChorus]
They see the calm, they miss the current underneath,
She's the shelter and the storm — both root and leaf,

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is tender, she is tidal and true,
A Scorpio moon burning quiet in the blue,
Every scar she carries softly is a map she has earned,
She is already everything she ever thought she had to learn,

[Verse 2]
Her mind moves fast, makes connections most would never trace,
A hunger for the underneath, for meaning, depth, and grace,
She ached to be heard clearly through the noise of every room,
But the words she couldn't voice became the wisdom she now owns,
She fought for everyone in reach with everything she had,
Learning slowly, finally, that her needs are just as valid,

[PreChorus]
She doesn't have to earn the ground beneath her feet,
She was always whole enough, already complete,

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is tender, she is tidal and true,
A Scorpio moon burning quiet in the blue,
Every scar she carries softly is a map she has earned,
She is already everything she ever thought she had to learn,

[Verse 3]
She's the arrow and the archer, always reaching past the hill,
A Sagittarius horizon and a Cancer heart that's still,
She loves like something handmade, slow and careful in the seams,
A home built out of presence, out of memory and dreams,
The universe laid out her bones with ink that will not fade,
And all the roads that broke her down are roads that she has paved,

[PreChorus]
She is not behind, she is not lost, she is not late,
She is exactly where she needs to be — right at the gate,

[Chorus]
She is ancient, she is tender, she is tidal and true,
A Scorpio moon burning quiet in the blue,
Every scar she carries softly is a map she has earned,
She is already everything she ever thought she had to learn,

[Bridge]
The healing isn't coming — it was always hers to hold,
Every depth she dared to enter made her brave and whole,
She was written in the heavens with a purpose and a place,
And the world needs what she carries — every quietly courageous grace,

[Outro]
She is guided, she is rooted, she is held,
She is the story only she could ever tell,