[Verse 1]
He carries the weight of a mountain inside,
Built walls out of patience, not out of pride,
A mind like a blueprint, precise and exact,
He sees the whole picture and never looks back,
They see the steady hands, the calm, collected face,
They don't see the ocean he holds in that space,

[PreChorus]
But the current runs deep where no one else swims,
And the light in him glows at the water's edge rim,

[Chorus]
Conrad, you were written in the long way round,
A quiet kind of thunder, a deliberate sound,
You're the mountain and the river and the in-between,
The most extraordinary ordinary thing they've never seen,

[Verse 2]
He loves like the tide that pulls without a word,
Giving everything gently, hoping to be heard,
He guards the ones he loves like roots guard the stone,
Fiercest in the corners where he stands alone,
He's reaching for the meaning past the noise and the maps,
Collecting all the wisdom, filling all the gaps,

[PreChorus]
He's dreamed in the language the waking world won't speak,
But the vision in him isn't fragile, it's not weak,

[Chorus]
Conrad, you were written in the long way round,
A quiet kind of thunder, a deliberate sound,
You're the mountain and the river and the in-between,
The most extraordinary ordinary thing they've never seen,

[Verse 3]
There's a wound in the applause that never quite lands,
Something in the marrow of creating with bare hands,
He poured out his heart and wondered if it fit,
Swallowed down the doubt and kept every last bit,
But the fire doesn't need the world's permission to burn,
Every path he walked alone was a truth he had to earn,

[PreChorus]
He's not building for the moment, he's building for the age,
And the world is just beginning to turn to his page,

[Chorus]
Conrad, you were written in the long way round,
A quiet kind of thunder, a deliberate sound,
You're the mountain and the river and the in-between,
The most extraordinary ordinary thing they've never seen,

[Bridge]
The stars mapped you carefully in January's cold,
Capricorn and Virgo, something ancient in your soul,
You don't need to be finished to be worthy of the now,
You were always enough — you just forgot somehow,

[Outro]
So rest in the knowing, let the proving go to ground,
Conrad, you were always there to be found,
The cosmos carved you slowly, every line and every seam,
And you are more than anyone could ever dream,