[Verse 1]
There's a current running deep beneath the still you show the world,
A thousand fathoms of feeling kept quiet, kept curled.
You carry the tide like a secret inside your bones,
You build what matters in the dark, then hand it back, alone.
They see the calm, the grace, the way you hold the room,
They don't see you up at midnight, swimming through the gloom.

[PreChorus 1]
But everything you've swallowed whole has made you wiser than you know,
And the weight you bear so quietly is how the rarest things grow.

[Chorus 1]
You are the ocean and the shore, the wound and the mending thread,
You love like something ancient stirs in everything you've said.
You don't have to prove your worth to every changing tide,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — there's nothing left to hide.

[Verse 2]
You think in poems, in pictures, in the spaces between words,
Your mind arrives at truth on wings no logic ever heard.
You've worked with steady hands and an unforgiving eye,
Set the standard high enough to touch the underside of sky.
But sometimes all that discipline forgets to let you rest,
And you forget that being here is already your best.

[PreChorus 2]
There's a place in you that's never been told it's safe to land,
Let this be the moment something finally takes your hand.

[Chorus 2]
You are the ocean and the shore, the wound and the mending thread,
You love like something ancient stirs in everything you've said.
You don't have to prove your worth to every changing tide,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — there's nothing left to hide.

[Verse 3]
You love in ways that most would never dare to say aloud,
A devotion so complete it makes the ordinary proud.
You've seen the best in people standing shadowed, standing small,
And offered something whole and true before they thought to call.
But love that pours itself out endlessly needs somewhere safe to spill,
The heart that heals the world deserves a little healing still.

[PreChorus 3]
The way you give before you're asked is not a flaw to fix,
It's the oldest kind of grace there is — the light and shadow mixed.

[Chorus 3]
You are the ocean and the shore, the wound and the mending thread,
You love like something ancient stirs in everything you've said.
You don't have to prove your worth to every changing tide,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — there's nothing left to hide.

[Verse 4]
A new season's turning now, something soft is breaking through,
The kind of healing that arrives when you stop fighting you.
Your words have always carried weight in rooms that needed truth,
And what you've built from every scar is evidence and proof.
Not just of all you've survived, but of the life you're yet to claim,
You were never here to dim yourself to make the world feel tame.

[PreChorus 4]
The stars have held your name in place since long before you knew,
And everything that's coming now is finally meant for you.

[Chorus 4]
You are the ocean and the shore, the wound and the mending thread,
You love like something ancient stirs in everything you've said.
You don't have to prove your worth to every changing tide,
The cosmos wrote you carefully — there's nothing left to hide.

[Bridge]
Let the walls come down, let the tides come in,
You were made for depth, not for discipline alone.
Every road that broke you open was the road that led you home,
You are guided, you are held, you have always been your own.

[Outro]
The sky remembers who you are when you forget to look,
You are every quiet truth inside an unfinished book.
Rest now in the knowing — you were never incomplete,
You are whole, you are real, and you are enough.