[Verse 1]
There's a mind that moves like wind through open fields,
Curious and restless, hungry for what's real,
A thousand threads of thought and every one alive,
The kind of inner world most people never find,
But underneath the brightness where the quick words flow,
Runs a tide so deep it has no name you know

[PreChorus]
They see the light you carry and they think they understand,
They don't see the ocean you hold in your hands

[Chorus]
You are more than what they've witnessed from the shore,
Ancient and electric, still becoming something more,
Every contradiction you were born to hold is true,
The stars wrote something careful when they drafted you

[Verse 2]
You love like something that refuses to be tamed,
Grand and full and loyal, and you ask to be the same,
You give before they ask you and you feel before they speak,
But somewhere in the giving there's a self you rarely seek,
You've learned to doubt the longing when it rises in your chest,
And wonder if the way you love will ever be enough

[PreChorus]
The question isn't whether you are worth the love you give,
It's learning how to let that same love back in

[Chorus]
You are more than what they've witnessed from the shore,
Ancient and electric, still becoming something more,
Every contradiction you were born to hold is true,
The stars wrote something careful when they drafted you

[Verse 3]
There's a wound that lives in proving you were meant to be here,
In doing twice the work just so your presence feels clear,
But there is something in the stillness that your striving cannot touch,
A kind of quiet knowing that was always more than enough,
The world you're moving toward is one that needs your kind of truth,
Not louder — just the one that's always lived inside of you

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
You were already whole before you knew you had to be

[Chorus]
You are more than what they've witnessed from the shore,
Ancient and electric, still becoming something more,
Every contradiction you were born to hold is true,
The stars wrote something careful when they drafted you

[Bridge]
Let the tide inside you rise without apology,
Let the fire meet the water, let them finally both breathe,
Healing isn't far — it's moving through you even now,
The compass has always pointed home, and you know how

[Outro]
You are guided, you are held, you are enough,
Made of every kind of tender, made of everything that's tough,
The sky remembers what it made when it made you,
And everything it wrote, it meant to write as true