[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you wear like armor to the bone,
A surface calm that keeps the deeper currents yours alone,
You read the room before you've crossed the door,
You feel what's underneath — you always want to know what's more,
The world sees composure, it doesn't see the tide,
All that fire and longing you were taught to keep inside.

[PreChorus]
But everything you carry has a reason and a root,
Every depth you've reached has grown a different kind of fruit.

[Chorus]
You are made of still water and burning stone,
A soul that turns its wounds into a thing to call home,
You don't need to be louder to be finally known,
You are whole, you are worthy, you were never alone.

[Verse 2]
You love in quiet gestures, in the details no one clocks,
In the remembering, the showing up, the hand that never stops,
You've chased the kind of balance where the peace feels real and true,
But somewhere in the giving, you forgot to give to you,
You've held the weight of harmony like it rested on your name,
And the longing to be chosen has been burning all the same.

[PreChorus]
But the heart that serves so faithfully deserves its own return,
And the light you give so freely is a light you also earn.

[Chorus]
You are made of still water and burning stone,
A soul that turns its wounds into a thing to call home,
You don't need to be louder to be finally known,
You are whole, you are worthy, you were never alone.

[Verse 3]
There's a vision somewhere in you of a world that could be right,
And you've carried it in silence like a lantern through the night,
Your mind descends to places most would never dare to go,
You've broken open every truth to find what lies below,
They built their walls in daylight — you built something underground,
A wisdom made of everything that once was lost and found.

[PreChorus]
The cosmos mapped your edges and it filled them all with grace,
Every scar and every question has become a sacred place.

[Chorus]
You are made of still water and burning stone,
A soul that turns its wounds into a thing to call home,
You don't need to be louder to be finally known,
You are whole, you are worthy, you were never alone.

[Bridge]
The stars did not make you fragile when they wrote you into light,
They made you deep enough to hold both shadow and the bright,
There is purpose in the ache, there is meaning in the climb,
You were written for this moment — you were built for your own time.

[Outro]
Let the tide inside you finally rise,
You were never too much — you were always the right size.