[Verse 1]
There's a stillness that you wear like a second skin,
A mountain on the outside, an ocean within,
You've read every room before you crossed the door,
You see what lives beneath, what people are reaching for,
The world calls you composed, but you know the weight,
Of carrying depth that others can't calculate,

[PreChorus]
You've built your life on bedrock, stone by stone,
But even the strongest mountains ache alone,

[Chorus]
MaryPat, you are more than the calm they see,
There's a current running ancient, wild, and free,
You don't have to hold it all without a sound,
You were made for more than keeping things from falling down,

[Verse 2]
You love like something handwritten, careful, and true,
In the details that you notice, in the things that you do,
A cup refilled before they ask, a door held wide,
You give your devotion quietly, folded inside,
But love has left its bruises in the places you guard,
And you've learned to keep the tenderest things under guard,

[PreChorus]
Still the way you care is woven into your bones,
Even when the loving left you gathering stones,

[Chorus]
MaryPat, you are more than the calm they see,
There's a current running ancient, wild, and free,
You don't have to hold it all without a sound,
You were made for more than keeping things from falling down,

[Verse 3]
There's a mind in you that hungers for the edge of knowing,
That follows every question to wherever it is going,
You've wrestled with the shadows, walked through flame and frost,
And brought back something luminous from everything you lost,
The world needs what you carry in that quiet, burning chest,
Not a polished, perfect version — just your truest, rawest best,

[PreChorus]
The stars wrote you with purpose, not by chance,
Every wound a doorway, every scar a dance,

[Chorus]
MaryPat, you are more than the calm they see,
There's a current running ancient, wild, and free,
You don't have to hold it all without a sound,
You were made for more than keeping things from falling down,

[Bridge]
Let the mountain have its rivers, let the deep have its tides,
What they call your darkness is just where your light hides,
You were never broken, only learning how to trust,
That you are whole and worthy, not in spite of — but because,

[Outro]
So rest now in the knowing you were written in the sky,
Every part of you deliberate, MaryPat, you are why,
The truest kind of power doesn't roar — it remains,
And you have always been enough, now let yourself believe the same,