[Verse 1]
You came into the world at the edge of the light,
A new moon burning quiet on a September night.
You learned to read the room before you read the page,
To hold your whole heart steady like a man twice your age.
They see the careful mind, the measured steady hand,
They don't see what it cost you just to understand.
Chris, you built a life from every brick you laid,
Not for the noise of glory — for the thing that stays.

[Pre-Chorus]
But there's a fire you keep folded,
A warmth you rarely show —
Not because it isn't there,
But because you learned to hold it slow.

[Chorus]
You are more than what you carry,
More than every job left done.
There's a lion somewhere in you, Chris,
That hasn't fully run.
The love you give in silence
Is a language of its own —
You were never meant to prove yourself,
You were always meant to be known.

[Verse 2]
Somewhere early on, the message wasn't kind —
That being wasn't enough, that you had to earn your mind.
So you learned to work the problem, learned to fix the seam,
And folded all the feeling underneath the daily scheme.
You read between the lines of every room you're in,
You see what no one says out loud, you've always seen within.
Chris, the ones who truly know you know the depth you hold —
A tenderness you guard like something rare and old.

[Pre-Chorus]
What if the thing you thought was weakness
Was actually your ground?
What if the man you've been becoming
Is finally being found?

[Chorus]
You are more than what you carry,
More than every job left done.
There's a lion somewhere in you, Chris,
That hasn't fully run.
The love you give in silence
Is a language of its own —
You were never meant to prove yourself,
You were always meant to be known.

[Verse 3]
There's a version of you standing at the deeper shore,
Not the safe and steady harbor you've been holding for.
Something in you knows that love asks more than being right —
That the truest kind of trust is stepping past the light.
Your mind can map the distance, but the heart must make the leap,
And Chris, the life that's waiting isn't one you build in sleep.
The work you do in silence has been planting something long —
The harvest is a life that finally sings your song.

[Pre-Chorus]
You've been the one who holds it all together —
But you don't have to hold it all alone.
The strongest thing you've ever done, Chris,
Might be learning to come home.

[Chorus]
You are more than what you carry,
More than every job left done.
There's a lion somewhere in you, Chris,
That hasn't fully run.
The love you give in silence
Is a language of its own —
You were never meant to prove yourself,
You were always meant to be known.

[Bridge]
You're being asked to go where maps don't reach,
To trust what can't be organized or planned.
The depth of you has always been your teacher —
Now let it be the thing that holds your hand.
There's something coming, Chris, that's asking
Not for everything you've built or fixed or done,
But for the man beneath the method —
The one who loved before he thought it through.
Let that man come through.

[Outro]
You were the new moon —
Born on the edge of becoming.
Chris, you still are.