[Verse 1]
There's a fire in the way you face the day,
Honest to the bone, you'll call it like you say,
But underneath that open, laughing light,
There's a tide that only moves at night,
You've learned to read the room before you speak,
A mind that cuts through marble, not through weak.

[PreChorus]
They see the warmth, they don't see the current underneath,
All those layers turning slowly like the winter turns to spring.

[Chorus]
You are rooted and you're reaching all at once,
Built from silence and from questions, not from chance,
The sky wrote you careful, wrote you true,
There is no one else alive who carries what you do.

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, slow, and sure,
You don't give your heart until the ground feels pure,
And those who've earned it know they hold a rare,
Unshakeable, devoted kind of care,
But you've stood at the edge of your own worth and doubted the view,
Like the treasure was for others and not you.

[PreChorus]
You've held the world together with your steady, quiet hands,
And somewhere in the holding, you forgot your own demands.

[Chorus]
You are rooted and you're reaching all at once,
Built from silence and from questions, not from chance,
The sky wrote you careful, wrote you true,
There is no one else alive who carries what you do.

[Verse 3]
You've walked through rooms that couldn't hold your size,
A vision too uncommon for conventional eyes,
The ache of not quite fitting never broke you though,
It carved you into someone the small spaces couldn't know,
Every wall you hit became a door you learned to read,
Every wound, a kind of compass pointing toward what you need.

[PreChorus]
The home you carry isn't built of walls or wood,
It's everything you've salvaged and remade from what you could.

[Chorus]
You are rooted and you're reaching all at once,
Built from silence and from questions, not from chance,
The sky wrote you careful, wrote you true,
There is no one else alive who carries what you do.

[Verse 4]
A new moon rising calls the tides to begin again,
To let the dark be fertile, let the old skin shed its weight,
This is your awakening, not your ending,
The compass has been pointing, not pretending,
Everything you've carried, every scar, every grace,
Was always preparation for this particular place.

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn your rest or prove the depth you hold,
The cosmos kept its record, and it reads like solid gold.

[Chorus]
You are rooted and you're reaching all at once,
Built from silence and from questions, not from chance,
The sky wrote you careful, wrote you true,
There is no one else alive who carries what you do.

[Bridge]
Let the new moon find you open, not afraid,
You were never lost, just quietly remade,
The world needs what you carry, don't give it away,
You are exactly who you're meant to be today.

[Outro]
Rooted and reaching, ancient and new,
The stars decided long ago on you,
Rest now, be still, you've always been enough,
Made of deep water, made of unbreakable stuff.