[Verse 1]
There's a fire inside you nobody gets to name,
A stillness on the surface and an ocean underneath the flame,
You read the room before you speak, you feel it to the bone,
You love like ancient water, deep and dark and overflown,
The roots of who you are run further than they know,
You carry every family scar like something made of gold

[PreChorus]
They see the calm, they miss the tide,
All that current, all that light you hold inside

[Chorus]
Tara, you were written in the dark between the stars,
Every wound a compass, every question left a scar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Tara, you were always, always more than incomplete

[Verse 2]
Your mind moves like lightning and your words land soft and true,
There's a diplomat and a warrior both fighting inside you,
You've built your walls with good reason, brick by careful brick,
But the ones who get the door know there's nothing like it,
You love with everything or nothing, no half measures, no pretend,
When you give yourself, you give like it's the first time and the end

[PreChorus]
They see the calm, they miss the tide,
All that current, all that light you hold inside

[Chorus]
Tara, you were written in the dark between the stars,
Every wound a compass, every question left a scar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Tara, you were always, always more than incomplete

[Verse 3]
You've questioned every map and every gospel you were handed,
Built your truth from pieces left in places you've been stranded,
There's a restlessness that lives in you that isn't wrong or wild,
It's a hunger for a meaning that was promised to that child,
The silence you protect at night is not an empty room,
It's a sanctuary stitched from every sorrow you've come through

[PreChorus]
The sky above you hasn't finished speaking yet,
And everything you carry is a gift you haven't opened

[Chorus]
Tara, you were written in the dark between the stars,
Every wound a compass, every question left a scar,
You don't have to earn the ground beneath your feet,
Tara, you were always, always more than incomplete

[Bridge]
The light that moves through you is finally finding its way,
What was buried is becoming what you're meant to say,
Stop counting what you owe and rest inside your own name,
You were never the mistake — you were always the flame

[Outro]
The stars that mapped your coming knew exactly what they made,
Tara, you are not the storm — you are what doesn't fade