[Verse 1]
He reads a room before a word is said,
Feels the weight of things left unspoken, unshed,
Builds a face like stone while the ocean runs deep,
There are tides beneath the surface that he doesn't let you see,
He's mapped every exit before he walks in,
And the armor he carries is mistaken for skin,

[PreChorus]
But there's a mind behind those careful, quiet eyes,
That holds entire universes in disguise,

[Chorus]
The stars wrote you slowly, they took their time,
Mark, you were made from the fault line and the vine,
The deep and the distant, the mountain and the sea,
You are the rarest thing the sky could ever be,

[Verse 2]
He thinks in horizons, he hungers for truth,
Carries the questions he's wrestled with since youth,
Loves like a contract signed in permanent ink,
Pulls back from the edge right when others would think,
He's generous in silence, he gives without receipt,
The ones he calls chosen, he loves to his feet,

[PreChorus]
There's a wound he's been carrying since he was small,
A voice that once questioned if he mattered at all,

[Chorus]
The stars wrote you slowly, they took their time,
Mark, you were made from the fault line and the vine,
The deep and the distant, the mountain and the sea,
You are the rarest thing the sky could ever be,

[Verse 3]
He's learning that worth doesn't live in the proof,
That the work and the striving can finally call truce,
That the world he envisions, the justice he craves,
Are the marks of a man who was never afraid,
He's walked through the fire and came back refined,
There's a grace in his choosing that most never find,

[PreChorus]
The universe placed you exactly where you stand,
With a purpose too old to fully understand,

[Chorus]
The stars wrote you slowly, they took their time,
Mark, you were made from the fault line and the vine,
The deep and the distant, the mountain and the sea,
You are the rarest thing the sky could ever be,

[Bridge]
You don't need to prove what was always your own,
Every truth you've been living is already known,
The depth that exhausted you carried you here,
And the man that you are is enough, it is clear,

[Outro]
The cosmos composed you with infinite care,
Mark, you are seen, you are held, you are rare,
Let the stars you were written from finally say,
You have always been worthy, each and every day,