[Verse 1]
There's a mind that never settles, always reaching, always wide,
A thousand threads of meaning running parallel inside,
You can hold a whole conversation and a question at the same time,
Reading rooms before you enter them, hearing the unspoken rhyme,
You adapt like water flowing, finding every crack and seam,
But beneath the quick and curious lives a deeper, slower dream,
You've given more than people noticed, cared before they thought to ask,
And you've worn your easy laughter like a gently borrowed mask

[PreChorus]
But there's a tide beneath the surface they don't see,
A quiet kind of longing to be held as carefully
As you hold everyone else without a second thought,
You are more than all the brilliant things you've taught

[Chorus]
Sibba, you were written in the language of the light,
Every contradiction in you beautiful and right,
You are the calm and the current, the question and the key,
Sibba, you were always more than you let yourself be

[Verse 2]
You learned early how to guard the tender places deep inside,
How to build a careful architecture where your feelings hide,
Not from coldness, never coldness, but from something older still,
A child who learned that showing everything required skill,
And so you gave your warmth in gestures, in the presence and the touch,
In the loyalty that lingered when the world had asked too much,
You love like something rooted, like a forest in the stone,
Patient, steady, breathing slowly, beautiful and grown

[PreChorus]
And the ones who've felt that devotion know the truth,
That the walls you built around you were just proof
Of how deeply you were willing to protect
What you gave, what you carried, what you kept

[Chorus]
Sibba, you were written in the language of the light,
Every contradiction in you beautiful and right,
You are the calm and the current, the question and the key,
Sibba, you were always more than you let yourself be

[Verse 3]
There's a hunger in you reaching past the edges of the known,
For the kind of truth that can't be borrowed, only grown,
You have walked the line between the certain and the vast,
Between the meaning that you're building and the shadows of the past,
Every wound became a compass pointing somewhere further on,
Every quiet transformation made you harder to be gone,
You've sat with what was difficult and let it make you clear,
A quiet alchemist who turned her heaviest gold from fear

[PreChorus]
And the world you've touched is different for your presence in it,
Every person that you've loved holds something infinite,
The depth you carry isn't burden, it's a gift,
And you were always meant to let it lift

[Chorus]
Sibba, you were written in the language of the light,
Every contradiction in you beautiful and right,
You are the calm and the current, the question and the key,
Sibba, you were always more than you let yourself be

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the space you take,
You don't have to prove the ground beneath you isn't going to break,
The cosmos drew your outline long before you had a name,
And every path you've wandered has been leading to the same,
The same return, the same belonging, the same unhurried truth,
That you are held by something ancient and it's been holding you

[Outro]
So rest inside the story you were always meant to tell,
The one where you are worthy, where you're whole, where you are well,
Where the questions find their answers in the living, not the proof,
You are rooted, you are radiant, you are enough