[Verse 1]
There's a tide inside that never shows on the surface calm,
A whole ocean living underneath, a quiet psalm,
You feel everything the room doesn't say out loud,
You carry people's weather like it's your personal cloud,
The ones who know you slightly think they know you well,
But the depths you hold are more than words could ever tell,

[PreChorus]
You've been the harbor so long you forgot you need one too,
But every wave that shaped this shore was always, always you,

[Chorus]
Written in the water and the dark between the stars,
Every scar a compass, every wound a door left ajar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet today,
The sky has held your name since long before you learned to pray,

[Verse 2]
You love with the precision of someone counting grains of sand,
Remembering the details that slip from other hands,
Not with grand declarations or with fire burning loud,
But with showing up at midnight and the promises you've vowed,
You've searched for something perfect when the imperfect was real,
The purest kind of love is what you've always had to give and feel,

[PreChorus]
You've stood at the edge of believing, afraid to let go of the ledge,
But trusting your own knowing is where you find your edge,

[Chorus]
Written in the water and the dark between the stars,
Every scar a compass, every wound a door left ajar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet today,
The sky has held your name since long before you learned to pray,

[Verse 3]
You've broken molds that were never built to hold you anyway,
Redefined the meaning of belonging every day,
Your mind moves like a river finding paths through stone,
Uncovering the truth in things that others leave unknown,
The world has always asked you to be less than what you are,
You were made to shake the questions loose and follow every star,

[PreChorus]
The wound around your worth was never evidence you're less,
It was the making of a wisdom only time could possess,

[Chorus]
Written in the water and the dark between the stars,
Every scar a compass, every wound a door left ajar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet today,
The sky has held your name since long before you learned to pray,

[Bridge]
Let the light of what's beginning burn the doubt away,
What you carry, what you've built — none of it was by mistake,
The season turning open is the one that's meant for you,
Come home to who you've always been and let that be enough,

[Outro]
You were written carefully with ink that doesn't fade,
The cosmos kept its promise every single choice you made,
Rest now in the knowing — you were always, always home,
You were never, not for one breath, truly alone,