[Verse 1]
There's a scale inside your chest that never quite sits still,
Weighing every word you give, every kindness, every thrill
You see the beauty others miss in ordinary things,
The way a room can hold its breath before the music begins
You've carried more in silence than most would dare to speak,
And still you show up graceful, still you hold the ones who seek

[PreChorus]
There's a fire in you that wanders and a depth that pulls like tides,
A universe that no one sees behind those steady eyes

[Chorus]
Shannon, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone
You don't have to be the balance — you can just be you,
Shannon, the sky mapped everything and every star said true

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient, like the ink that doesn't fade,
You reach across the distance that most people are afraid
The world you build with those you trust is elegant and rare,
A thousand small devotions woven quietly into care
But you have wondered in the dark if you were worth the light,
If all the things you've given had been given to the right

[PreChorus]
You were never asking too much, never taking more than due,
The hunger for belonging is the most honest part of you

[Chorus]
Shannon, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone
You don't have to be the balance — you can just be you,
Shannon, the sky mapped everything and every star said true

[Verse 3]
You chase the wide horizon like a question with no end,
Always pushing past the border, always rounding the next bend
Your mind is full of doorways that open into gold,
You understand what others glimpse but never fully hold
The truth you've been becoming underneath the years of weight,
Is not what you've accomplished — it's what lives inside the wait

[PreChorus]
A new moon pulls the water and awakens what was sleeping there,
Everything you've carried has been quietly becoming rare

[Chorus]
Shannon, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a kind of compass, every wound a stepping stone
You don't have to be the balance — you can just be you,
Shannon, the sky mapped everything and every star said true

[Bridge]
Let the tide come in and let the old skin fall away,
What was always yours is rising into its rightful day
You were made from something patient, something vast and unafraid,
Every part of you belongs here — every shadow, every shade

[Outro]
The stars don't burn for those who've earned it,
They burn for those who simply are
And you, you've always been enough,
Already written in the stars