[Verse 1]
There's a tide in you they never see at low water's edge,
A quiet that carries the weight of every word left unsaid on the ledge,
You hold the whole room while you're standing at the back of it,
Tending to every aching thing before your own heart gets lit,
You think in feelings, speak in tides, your mind moves like the sea,
The deepest kind of knowing wrapped in careful privacy.

[PreChorus]
But the moon inside you won't be tamed,
There's a wanderer's fire in your veins.

[Chorus]
Heather, you're the ocean and the open sky,
The soft and the fearless living side by side,
You were written in the dark to shine without a sound,
The most extraordinary quiet that the world has ever found.

[Verse 2]
You've carried old inheritances you never asked to hold,
Rooms where love felt complicated, stories left untold,
You built your worth with steady hands and questioned every stone,
Then poured yourself in service so you wouldn't feel alone,
But every wound you excavated brought you back to ground,
Generational chains don't break — they bend until you're crowned.

[PreChorus]
The horizon always called your name,
You were born to turn belief to flame.

[Chorus]
Heather, you're the ocean and the open sky,
The soft and the fearless living side by side,
You were written in the dark to shine without a sound,
The most extraordinary quiet that the world has ever found.

[Verse 3]
You love like a conversation that refuses to end,
Light and curious, electrically loyal to a friend,
But romance is your cathedral and your undoing too,
You've mistaken dreams for people and been slow to see what's true,
Still every loss became a lantern in the narrow hall,
And the way you love — transformative — that never was a flaw.

[PreChorus]
You don't need the world to understand,
You were always holding your own hand.

[Chorus]
Heather, you're the ocean and the open sky,
The soft and the fearless living side by side,
You were written in the dark to shine without a sound,
The most extraordinary quiet that the world has ever found.

[Bridge]
You are enough in the work and the waiting and the wondering why,
The new moon is rising and so are you, reclaiming your tide,
Stop proving, start trusting the compass that lives in your chest,
The awakening arrived and it already knows you're blessed.

[Outro]
You were mapped by something ancient and wide,
Heather, come home — you were never outside.