[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you carry like a stone beneath the tide,
A whole world turning inward that you rarely let outside,
You notice what is broken before anyone else sees,
You're mapping all the exits while you're standing at your ease,
The calm they see is real — but it's just one page of you,
There are oceans underneath it and they're bottomless and true

[PreChorus]
You've held so much in silence, done the work without applause,
Loved so carefully, so completely, with no guarantee of cause

[Chorus]
Indiana, the cosmos wrote you carefully and deep,
A fire that moves before the world can catch up to its heat,
You are not too much, you are not too still, you are not out of place,
You are exactly what the universe intended — full of grace

[Verse 2]
You love like a conversation that could last until the dawn,
A curious, open-handed thing — you give before they've asked for one,
But sometimes you go quiet when the words don't come out right,
When you feel misread by morning after saying it all night,
That longing to be truly heard — it lives inside your bones,
And it makes your voice more precious than you've ever been shown

[PreChorus]
The doubt you turn against yourself would move a mountain if you aimed it true,
That mind that won't leave anything unturned — that's armor, not a wound in you

[Chorus]
Indiana, the cosmos wrote you carefully and deep,
A fire that moves before the world can catch up to its heat,
You are not too much, you are not too still, you are not out of place,
You are exactly what the universe intended — full of grace

[Verse 3]
You've walked through rooms of rubble and rebuilt yourself from dust,
You've faced the parts that frightened you because you knew you must,
There's something in you drawn to what is hidden, raw, and real,
A refusal to stay surface when there's depth left still to feel,
You don't collect the easy things — you earn them, slow and sure,
And everything you've carried makes you richer at the core

[PreChorus]
The world you're building quietly is steadier than it seems,
There's a compass pointing homeward through the wreckage of old dreams

[Chorus]
Indiana, the cosmos wrote you carefully and deep,
A fire that moves before the world can catch up to its heat,
You are not too much, you are not too still, you are not out of place,
You are exactly what the universe intended — full of grace

[Bridge]
You don't need the noise to know your worth is written in the ground,
The light you keep for other people — let some of it come around,
Every scar became a story, every loss became a root,
You are ancient and becoming, you are blossom, you are fruit

[Outro]
So rest now in the knowing you were never incomplete,
The stars that shaped you, Indiana, knew exactly who they'd meet