[Verse 1]
There's a mind like weather, always shifting lanes,
Chasing every question, never quite the same,
A thousand conversations living in one chest,
Wearing steady on the outside, restless all the rest,
The world sees someone capable and calm and clear,
But there's a whole ocean underneath that no one's ever near

[PreChorus]
You've carried more than anyone has thought to ask,
Worn your strength so long it's almost like a mask

[Chorus]
Lynn, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overblown,
Lynn, the cosmos didn't make you to be small,
You are wide enough to hold it — you are worthy of it all

[Verse 2]
You love like something ancient that refuses to grow cold,
You dive in without armor and you give before you're told,
You've drawn them in like gravity, the ones with heavy hearts,
And quietly rebuilt yourself a hundred times from parts,
The fear of being left has made you give a little more,
But the truest thing you carry is the fire at your core

[PreChorus]
You don't have to earn the right to take up space,
You were always meant to be more than second place

[Chorus]
Lynn, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overblown,
Lynn, the cosmos didn't make you to be small,
You are wide enough to hold it — you are worthy of it all

[Verse 3]
There's a dreamer in you reaching past what logic knows,
A mystic and a builder wrapped in someone no one shows,
You've questioned your own value when the proof was always there,
In the way you hold the room, in how you love without compare,
The sun is rising somewhere that belongs to you alone,
And the light that you've been searching for was never far from home

[PreChorus]
Let the world you built inside you finally breathe,
You are everything you longed for underneath

[Chorus]
Lynn, you were written in a language all your own,
Every scar a sentence, every silence overblown,
Lynn, the cosmos didn't make you to be small,
You are wide enough to hold it — you are worthy of it all

[Bridge]
The stars that shaped you didn't ask for your permission,
They just poured their oldest light into your composition,
And every road that broke you was a road that taught you how,
To stand exactly where you are and call it sacred ground

[Outro]
Lynn, you are not the sum of every thing that bent,
You are every moment you stayed anyway and meant it,
The universe wrote you carefully — it meant every word,
And the song inside you, Lynn, has always been worth being heard