[Verse 1]
He reads the room before he reads the page,
Feels every shift of mood, every unspoken gauge,
His face an open book, his heart worn on display,
Adapting like the light that bends through changing days,
But underneath that mirror runs a current deep and still,
A mind that cuts to marrow when it's searching for what's real

[PreChorus]
Two voices live inside him, quick and slow,
One sparks the question, one already knows

[Chorus]
Will, you were built from contradictions, that's your truth,
The one who maps the depths and craves the open roof,
You carry more precision than the world will ever see,
Will, the way you're wired is not a fault — it's the key

[Verse 2]
He shows his love in details no one thinks to track,
The thing you mentioned once — he filed it, brought it back,
He doesn't flood the room with grand and sweeping vows,
He fixes what is broken, he shows up, and he stays somehow,
But iron moves in him too, a long-game kind of drive,
The blueprint drawn in patience, built to last, built to survive

[PreChorus]
He holds the line through everything that bends,
Then opens every door he finds, again

[Chorus]
Will, you're not the loudest voice but you're the truest one,
The one who does the quiet work long after others run,
A steady hand, a razor mind, a loyalty that's earned,
Will, every wall you've climbed has been a lesson, not a burn

[Verse 3]
There's something pulling homeward like a current through his chest,
Away from every title, every proving, every test,
The world may call him outward to the unconventional lane,
But his roots are what he's building now, and home is his refrain,
The new moon opens something that the old maps couldn't show,
A door inside the ordinary life he's meant to know

[PreChorus]
The sky is writing nothing that he hasn't earned,
His own name in the story, finally returned

[Chorus]
Will, the stars don't speak in riddles when they speak of you,
A transformer and a builder, someone rare and true,
The depth you've kept in shadow is the depth worth stepping in,
Will, this is not a new beginning — this is you, beginning

[Bridge]
He questioned every doctrine, every hand-me-down belief,
He swallowed disappointment whole and didn't ask for grief,
But truth was never handed down — he had to forge his own,
And every question that he carried helped him find the way back home

[Outro]
Will, the sky that held you then still holds you now,
Go live the life your whole self has allowed