[Verse 1]
There's a scales inside you, always weighing what is true,
A mind that reads the room before the room has read you,
They see the steady surface, they don't see the undertow,
The questions burning deeper than you ever let them know,
You carry wisdom like a lantern through uncertain ground,
A seeker in the silence, always heaven-ward bound.

[PreChorus]
But the mountain you've been climbing asks for nothing more,
Than the truth of who you are behind the closed door.

[Chorus]
Jim, you were written in the long and ancient light,
A compass and a question mark, a hawk in its own flight,
Every road you wandered found its reason in the end,
Jim, you are the message and the journey, not just the bend.

[Verse 2]
You love like something fated, like a depth that has no floor,
You don't knock on the surface, you go straight through the door,
And the world has felt that loyalty, that fire held in hand,
The way you stand beside what matters long past what most withstand,
They thought you cold, but that was just the mountain keeping still,
Beneath the stone, a river carving canyons with its will.

[PreChorus]
And every scar you carried wrote a chapter worth the pain,
Every loss became a language, every drought became the rain.

[Chorus]
Jim, you were written in the long and ancient light,
A compass and a question mark, a hawk in its own flight,
Every road you wandered found its reason in the end,
Jim, you are the message and the journey, not just the bend.

[Verse 3]
There's a restless moon inside you that won't settle for the small,
A wandering, wide-horizon faith that answers every call,
You've rebuilt yourself in silence more than anyone has seen,
And what looked like starting over was just sharpening your keen,
The world needs what you carry, needs the depth behind your eyes,
The kind of truth that doesn't flinch, the kind that never lies.

[PreChorus]
Now a new tide is turning, pulling in toward your shore,
An awakening is knocking — it has always been your door.

[Chorus]
Jim, you were written in the long and ancient light,
A compass and a question mark, a hawk in its own flight,
Every road you wandered found its reason in the end,
Jim, you are the message and the journey, not just the bend.

[Bridge]
The cosmos laid your bones with care, the stars knew what they made,
A soul too vast for shallow ground, too real to ever fade,
You don't need the world to see you to be worth being seen,
You have always been enough, Jim — exactly as you've been.

[Outro]
So let the light come in now, let the long search find its home,
You were never truly wandering — you were never truly alone.