[Verse 1]
He learned to read the room before he read a book,
Adjusting every gesture, every glance, every look,
His heart on the surface, warm as afternoon bread,
A steadiness beneath it holding everything said,
He built the table, set each chair with patient hands,
A man whose daily work became the place he stands,

[PreChorus]
But the ledger he kept for others, line by line,
Left little room to count what was already his by design,

[Chorus]
David, the order you built wasn't armor, it was art,
The careful way you've tended every fractured, given heart,
David, what you've carried was never meant to weigh you down,
Every seam you stitched in silence is the making of your crown,

[Verse 2]
Fierce in the rooms where his family needed fight,
He stood between the wreckage and the people holding tight,
His passion never quiet when it came to those he'd claim,
Loyal as a hand-cut key returning to the same,
He loved the way a craftsman loves the thing he builds with care,
Measuring twice, offering first, with everything to spare,

[PreChorus]
The mirror he offered others reflected something true,
But he was slow to turn it 'round and let it show him too,

[Chorus]
Steady as the path he chose when no one marked the way,
David earned his standing long before he heard them say,
David, between the logic and the dream you learned to live,
The truest thing about him is how deeply he can give,

[Verse 3]
Now something in the way the scales have started to shift and lean,
Asks him to receive the beauty he has always been between,
The poetry his mind has carried, never fully read aloud,
The searching that mistook the map for something to be proud,
He doesn't need to solve it all before he lets it show,
The wound that asked the hardest questions lit the longest road,

[PreChorus]
He's walked toward something wordless, past the edge of what is known,
And the truth he finds in the seeking is a truth he's always owned,

[Chorus]
David, let the one who's always given be the one who's filled,
The art of being David is the masterpiece you've built,
David, you were forged in duty and in devotion's fire,
Every careful act of service built a man the world admires,

[Bridge]
Where reason pressed against the door and wonder asked to stay,
He learned that holding both at once is its own sovereign way,
And those who loved beside him felt the fullness of his choice,
A life of quiet consequence, a rare and grounded voice,

[Outro]
David, you were written in a language worth the read,
Every star that shaped you knew exactly what we'd need,