[Verse 1]
He was born with a mouth full of lightning and a mind like a lit stage,
Four bodies stacked in the third house — performer, student, sage,
The words came fast, came fierce, came dressed in gold brocade,
But somewhere in the applause he wondered if the act would fade,
A square pressed hard against his core — not punishment, not curse —
The ache that makes a storyteller dig until the lines ring true and terse

[PreChorus]
He's been the loudest voice and the one who doubts the sound,
But every draft he burned to ash became the hallowed ground

[Chorus]
Stand tall, Will, let the whole room feel you speak,
You were built for stages wider than the ones they let you seek,
The stellium in your voice was never meant to stay rehearsed,
Will, you're the anthem — lead from the front, you come first

[Verse 2]
The roots of home were built on discipline and careful stone,
A fourth house holding duty like a ledger carved in bone,
He learned to measure love by what was structured, earned, and proved,
And kept the family blueprint even when the ground had moved,
But deep inside the fifth, a hunger — not for power's weight —
For art that cracked the ribcage open, love that wouldn't negotiate

[PreChorus]
He holds the map of every place he swore he'd never leave,
And every road he chose on purpose taught his hands to weave

[Chorus]
Hold nothing back, Will, let the grand gesture land,
You love like a declaration, not a secret secondhand,
The loyalty you carry runs so deep it marks the bone,
Will, you don't perform devotion — it's the realest thing you own

[Verse 3]
The seventh house was veiled in longing, beautiful and blurred,
He saw his mirror in another face and nearly lost his word,
A dreamer's pull against the quick-strike engine of his frame —
The sprint, the spark, the restless wit that couldn't be made tame,
He charmed his way through doorways, talked his way through every wall,
But the partner who could hold his pace had to be worthy of the call

[PreChorus]
He gave his best to those who offered wonder in return,
And every lesson in the fire taught him what was his to earn

[Chorus]
No more settling, Will, for echoes dressed as song,
The one who meets you fully is the one you've waited on so long,
Your joy is not a footnote tucked away at someone else's pace,
Will, claim the full duet — you were written for that space

[Verse 4]
Now something shifts across the copper-colored evening air,
A signal in the frequency, a pressure turning fair,
The hidden wound he nursed in silence — worth beneath the skin —
Rises to the surface asking: what if I just let this win?
Not winning over others, not the crowd, not the applause,
But winning back the voice that knew its value without pause

[PreChorus]
The stars he never studied spelled his name across the dome,
And every note of healing now is leading him back home

[Chorus]
This is your hour, Will, the overture is done,
The full orchestra is ready and you're standing in the sun,
Every word you ever swallowed, every boldness you deferred —
Will, release them all at once — you were always worth being heard

[Bridge]
He kept a list of every time he shrank to fit the frame,
He folded back his edges so the room could feel the same,
But the room was always bigger when he walked in without apology,
The man who took the stage was always his own eulogy

[Outro]
Will, the music starts with you,
Every battle-tested word you speak rings true,
You are the anthem, not the verse —
Lead with everything, hold back nothing first