[Verse 1]
There's a mountain in the way you hold your ground,
A depth of feeling never making a sound,
You carry what is heavy like it weighs nothing at all,
You've built a life from the rubble of every fall,
The world sees composure, it doesn't see the tide,
All those fathomless currents you keep locked inside.

[PreChorus]
But the ocean doesn't shrink for the shore it meets,
And the fire in your bones doesn't ask for relief.

[Chorus]
You are ancient and steady and wider than the night,
A quiet kind of thunder wrapped in borrowed light,
Every crack became a doorway, every wound a well,
You are more than the stories you were taught to tell.

[Verse 2]
You think in lightning, you feel in the deep,
A visionary dreaming while the rest are asleep,
You love like a principle, loyal and rare,
You give without measure but forget your own care,
You've longed for a love that feels like coming home,
And learned too early how to be alone.

[PreChorus]
But longing is a compass and not a kind of lack,
Every road you've walked in darkness brought you back.

[Chorus]
You are ancient and steady and wider than the night,
A quiet kind of thunder wrapped in borrowed light,
Every crack became a doorway, every wound a well,
You are more than the stories you were taught to tell.

[Verse 3]
You've sat with the shadows in rooms no one could see,
You've been your own undoing and your own remedy,
There's a wound at the root where the trust should have grown,
But you built something sacred from the seeds you were shown,
You turned what was taken into something you give,
That is not just survival — that is how you live.

[PreChorus]
The places that broke you became your finest ground,
What was buried in the dark is where your power was found.

[Chorus]
You are ancient and steady and wider than the night,
A quiet kind of thunder wrapped in borrowed light,
Every crack became a doorway, every wound a well,
You are more than the stories you were taught to tell.

[Verse 4]
Now the sky is turning toward a tender new moon,
Something long in the waiting is arriving soon,
A tide within you ready, a threshold at your door,
The version of yourself you've been building toward,
The universe did not write you in a careless hand,
You were drawn with intention — exactly as planned.

[PreChorus]
Let the new light find you standing, open, unafraid,
You have earned every petal of the bloom you've made.

[Chorus]
You are ancient and steady and wider than the night,
A quiet kind of thunder wrapped in borrowed light,
Every crack became a doorway, every wound a well,
You are more than the stories you were taught to tell.

[Bridge]
Stop proving to the world what you already know,
You were enough before you had anything to show,
The stars don't ask the ocean to justify its size,
And neither does the sky apologize for being wide.

[Outro]
You are guided, you are held, you have always been enough,
What you carry is a gift, even when it feels like too much,
Let the moon remind you — you were written in its tide,
Whole and real and worthy, right down to your deepest inside.