[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you move before the world wakes up,
A tide beneath the stillness always filling to the cup,
You see the shape of things that others haven't named yet,
You carry whole oceans in a chest they've barely grazed yet,
They see the calm, they miss the current running deep,
The most alive part of you is the part you never speak.

[PreChorus]
But everything you've buried still belongs to you,
And the world that made you quiet never made you less true.

[Chorus]
You were written in the dark between the stars and the sea,
A contradiction held together beautifully,
The fire and the water, the wound and the cure,
You are not too much — you are exactly enough.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like a prayer without a name,
You see the best in everyone before they've earned their claim,
And sometimes that has cost you more than you let on,
You've given from a well that you kept pouring, nearly gone,
But a heart that gives before it's asked is not naïve —
It's the rarest kind of courage anyone could weave.

[PreChorus]
The ache you've carried quietly was never yours to earn,
And every time you rose from it, you proved what you can't burn.

[Chorus]
You were written in the dark between the stars and the sea,
A contradiction held together beautifully,
The fire and the water, the wound and the cure,
You are not too much — you are exactly enough.

[Verse 3]
There's a Cancer New Moon rising and the awakening calls,
A quiet invitation to come home behind your walls,
To let the dream you've half-believed step into the light,
To stop shrinking into corners just to keep the peace at night,
What you carry isn't burden — it's a map no one else holds,
And the truest version of you is still the story being told.

[PreChorus]
The stars don't write in accidents, they wrote you with intent,
Every step you thought was wandering was exactly where it went.

[Chorus]
You were written in the dark between the stars and the sea,
A contradiction held together beautifully,
The fire and the water, the wound and the cure,
You are not too much — you are exactly enough.

[Bridge]
Stop waiting for permission to take up all your space,
The depth you carry daily is an unrepeatable grace,
You've already survived the things that would have broken most,
And the light you almost doubted in yourself — that's what matters most.

[Outro]
The cosmos wrote you carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
Rest now in the knowing you were never a mistake,
You are guided, you are held, you are home.