[Verse 1]
Born beneath a winter sky, roots running deep as stone,
A quiet kind of gravity, a warmth that feels like home,
Patient as the turning earth, ambitious to the bone,
Building something sturdy from the seeds that you've been sown,
The world sees the steady hands, the calm, the careful pace,
But no one sees the universe that moves behind your face,

[PreChorus]
An old soul wrapped in new skin, a mind ahead of time,
A heart that holds the thunder while it reaches for the climb,

[Chorus]
You are the mountain and the tide,
The deep and open, the careful and wide,
Written in the oldest light, mapped before the start,
The cosmos put its whole design inside your beating heart,

[Verse 2]
You carry beauty in the way you speak before you're asked,
A lyric in your laughter, grace behind the armored mask,
You love like something carved in stone, unhurried, sure, and true,
But the heart you guard so quietly is the greatest part of you,
They see the balance that you hold, the elegance you wear,
They don't see all the tides you still beneath that open air,

[PreChorus]
You feel the pull of everything, the near and the unknown,
A compass always turning toward a place that feels like home,

[Chorus]
You are the mountain and the tide,
The deep and open, the careful and wide,
Written in the oldest light, mapped before the start,
The cosmos put its whole design inside your beating heart,

[Verse 3]
There's a wound you've carried softly, a question in your chest,
Whether what you are is ever going to be enough to rest,
But every time you rose again, the evidence was clear,
The strength was never what you proved, it's simply that you're here,
You dream in colors wide and strange, you think beyond the frame,
And every wall you've ever built has also been your flame,

[PreChorus]
The roots are deep, the reach is long, the story's far from done,
There's a whole world waiting gently for the rising of your sun,

[Chorus]
You are the mountain and the tide,
The deep and open, the careful and wide,
Written in the oldest light, mapped before the start,
The cosmos put its whole design inside your beating heart,

[Bridge]
Not the version others shaped, not the silence you mistook,
You are every page of every chapter of the book,
Let the weight of what was settle, let the next horizon call,
You were never meant to carry it — you were meant to hold it all,

[Outro]
So rest now in your wholeness, you were always meant to be,
A steady kind of wonder, rooted, boundless, whole, and free,