[Verse 1]
There's a mind that moves like wind through an open door,
Always chasing what the world has just a little more,
A thousand thoughts arriving all at once, alive,
The kind of curious that keeps the heart from feeling like it's dried,
They see the laughter, they see the light you throw,
They don't see the undertow below the undertow,
The way you hold the room together like a beam,
Then come home and carry quietly what no one else has seen,

[PreChorus]
You were built from earth and air and ancient searching fire,
A grounded soul with wings that reach a little higher,
And every contradiction in you is a kind of art,
A steady hand, a restless mind, a wide-open heart,

[Chorus]
This is the song the cosmos wrote for Tonya,
Mapped in light before the world had learned your name,
Every question that you carry makes you stronger,
You were never ordinary, never plain,
You are rooted and you're reaching, you are both and in between,
Tonya, you are so much more than you have let yourself believe,

[Verse 2]
There's a place inside you nobody gets to see,
Where the longing lives for home and for what home could really be,
You pour yourself like water over everyone you love,
Tending to their roots before you've asked for what you've dreamed of,
And there is a kind of ache you've carried like a stone,
The wondering if your presence lands, if your worth is truly known,
But listen to the way the room shifts when you speak,
You carry something others spend their whole lives trying to seek,

[PreChorus]
You were built from earth and air and ancient searching fire,
A grounded soul with wings that reach a little higher,
And every contradiction in you is a kind of art,
A steady hand, a restless mind, a wide-open heart,

[Chorus]
This is the song the cosmos wrote for Tonya,
Mapped in light before the world had learned your name,
Every question that you carry makes you stronger,
You were never ordinary, never plain,
You are rooted and you're reaching, you are both and in between,
Tonya, you are so much more than you have let yourself believe,

[Verse 3]
You love like something slow-grown and sure and deep,
Like a garden that you've tended through the winters in your sleep,
You need the kind of love that holds without a grip,
That stays beside you steady while the seasons turn and shift,
And there are walls you've built so carefully around your worth,
Convinced that loyalty must be earned again from birth,
But your devotion, once it's given, is a rare and ancient thing,
The kind of love that other people write their whole lives dreaming,

[PreChorus]
You were built from earth and air and ancient searching fire,
A grounded soul with wings that reach a little higher,
And every contradiction in you is a kind of art,
A steady hand, a restless mind, a wide-open heart,

[Chorus]
This is the song the cosmos wrote for Tonya,
Mapped in light before the world had learned your name,
Every question that you carry makes you stronger,
You were never ordinary, never plain,
You are rooted and you're reaching, you are both and in between,
Tonya, you are so much more than you have let yourself believe,

[Verse 4]
There is a path that winds through everything you've crossed,
Through every room you've lit and every place where you felt lost,
The times you searched for meaning in a world that moved too fast,
The pilgrim in you always asking what is built to last,
Your restlessness was never something broken to be tamed,
It was the compass pressing forward, it was hunger without shame,
And the world you've tried to serve with everything you are,
It needs the light you carry like a quietly burning star,

[PreChorus]
You were built from earth and air and ancient searching fire,
A grounded soul with wings that reach a little higher,
And every contradiction in you is a kind of art,
A steady hand, a restless mind, a wide-open heart,

[Chorus]
This is the song the cosmos wrote for Tonya,
Mapped in light before the world had learned your name,
Every