(Verse 1) I see the lightning in your mind. Flickers that others call “too bright.” But I’ve watched galaxies behind your eyes. Constellations that don’t need to align. (Pre-Chorus) You are not the noise you fight. You are the pulse beneath the night. (Chorus) There’s a quiet wrapped in all your wild. A rhythm where the world feels mild. I won’t hush your thunder’s form. I’ll find your stillness in the storm. (Verse 2) Your thoughts are wings that never rest. They weave through winds that test your chest. And when the daylight feels too loud. I’ll be your echo underground. (Bridge) You don’t need to polish pain to shine. Your chaos is a sacred sign. Every tremor, every sway. Is how your heart learns its own way. (Final Chorus) There’s a quiet wrapped in all your wild. A beauty fierce and undefiled. You were never meant to conform. I see your stillness in the storm. (Outro) So breathe, unmeasured, uncontained. Your wonder doesn’t need to change. I’ll stay beside your thunder’s form. And love your stillness in the storm.
