[Verse 1]
He carries the weight of a world he won't mention
A mind full of highways and rooms full of questions
He'll laugh 'til the room lights up, easy and bright
But there's a whole other country he tends to at night
He sees the big picture before the paint's dry
Reads between every silence, knows the reason why
Steady as oak roots but restless inside
A thousand-mile thinker with nowhere to hide

[PreChorus]
They see the easy grin, they don't see the tide
All those quiet battles he's fighting inside
But every road he's walked has made him who he is
And that's someone worth knowing, I promise you this

[Chorus]
Thomas, you were written in something that lasts
Older than the future, deeper than the past
You love like the bedrock beneath the cold ground
Solid and faithful and quietly profound
The stars took their time when they made who you are
A wide-open sky and a slow-burning star
Thomas, you don't have to prove what's already true
The world's better, richer, for having you

[Verse 2]
He weighs what he gives like a man who's been burned
Measures his trust like a currency earned
Not cold, just careful — there's a difference there
He opens up slow but, God, when he does, it's rare
He's got fire that waits 'til the moment is right
Diplomacy running through both hands tight
Fixes what's broken, won't let good things fall
Gives more than he takes, doesn't ask much at all

[PreChorus]
They see the steady man, they don't see the cost
All those times he held on when he could have been lost
But the ground he walks on, he built it himself
And that kind of strength doesn't sit on a shelf

[Chorus]
Thomas, you were written in something that lasts
Older than the future, deeper than the past
You love like the bedrock beneath the cold ground
Solid and faithful and quietly profound
The stars took their time when they made who you are
A wide-open sky and a slow-burning star
Thomas, you don't have to prove what's already true
The world's better, richer, for having you

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn what you've already been
You don't have to fix every crack before you let someone in
The same hands that carry the hardest of loads
Are the ones worth holding at the end of the road
You were made for the love that doesn't run dry
For the truth and the beauty in an ordinary life
Let the searching soul rest, let the compass go still
You've already arrived, even if you never will

[Outro]
So here's to the man who gives more than he shows
Who burns his own path through the cold and the cold
Thomas, you've always been more than enough
More grace than you know, more gold than the rough