[Verse 1]
He grew up reading skies nobody else could name,
Every question he asked came back without a frame,
He'd sit with the unfinished thought, the half-drawn map,
Learning to trust the knowing buried in the gap,
His mind moved like water finding its way through stone,
And every truth he touched he made entirely his own

[PreChorus]
He carried meaning like a second spine,
Searching for the place where depth and distance align

[Chorus]
Thomas, you were built for the longer view,
Every borderless horizon shaped in you,
The dreamer who arrives at something true,
Thomas, the whole wide world was waiting for you

[Verse 2]
There's a cluster gathered deep where no one looks for gold,
Desire and discipline and daring all enrolled,
He doesn't love in gestures lifted from a script,
He loves through the covenant that hasn't slipped,
Slow to open, permanent once the door swings wide,
A devotion structured like a bridge — built to abide

[PreChorus]
He gives the kind of loyalty that doesn't bend,
A blueprint written once, no need to draft again

[Chorus]
Thomas, every wall you built was also a door,
The patience that they doubted is the thing they adore,
What looked like holding back was knowing the score,
Thomas, you were never running — you were keeping the floor

[Verse 3]
He felt the distance once between his name and his worth,
Like a sentence that started mid-word at birth,
He made art out of ache, turned the hollow to form,
And the voice that once faltered became something warm,
Not applause that he wanted but the proof of the real —
That the thing he had made was a thing he could feel

[PreChorus]
He's rewriting the ledger in his own hand now,
Every line he signs means something, every entry allowed

[Chorus]
Thomas, your voice was never the wrong kind of deep,
The frequencies others couldn't hear, you chose to keep,
Every word you shaped in the dark before sleep,
Thomas, that language is yours — and it runs and it leaps

[Verse 4]
Now the season is turning in the bones of the year,
The intensity arriving like a key in the lock, clear,
He's crossed the threshold where the surface falls away,
And the version of himself he hedged on gets to stay,
He knows what he's made of — not from being tested mild,
But from facing the unlit room and refusing exile

[PreChorus]
The current underneath him now is finally his own,
Every root he thought was severed was already sown

[Chorus]
Thomas, step into the power you refused to claim,
Not the borrowed version — yours, with your own name,
The full-depth Thomas, lit from somewhere past the frame,
Thomas, the life you've been building is already ablaze

[Bridge]
He spent so long translating himself for other ears,
Pouring his interior through someone else's years,
The map was always his — the longitude, the line,
He just had to stop asking for permission to shine

[Outro]
Thomas, you are the longer answer, not the wait,
Go build the thing you dreamed — it's already running late,
The horizon keeps expanding — walk toward it straight,
Thomas, open the door — and walk through your own gate