[Verse 1]
He weighs the world before he moves a hand,
Sees every angle others don't understand,
A mind like water, always finding level ground,
The fairest voice in any room, the most balanced sound,
But underneath the calm, a fire burns low and wide,
An arrow always drawn, a horizon locked inside,

[PreChorus]
He carries more than what the eye can hold,
A quiet depth that never quite gets told,

[Chorus]
Ronald, written in the scales and the open sky,
A steady flame, a searching soul, a purpose running high,
Ronald, the cosmos carved you careful, built you strong and wide,
You are the light that holds the dark, the turning of the tide,

[Verse 2]
He loves in details nobody thinks to see,
Remembers every small thing, gives it quietly,
No grand gestures thrown like confetti to the wind,
Just devotion in the doing, loyalty deep-skinned,
He guards his heart like something rare and hard to name,
But once you hold that trust, it never burns the same,

[PreChorus]
He's searched for meaning in the farthest hills,
And found that what is real is what the silence fills,

[Chorus]
Ronald, written in the scales and the open sky,
A steady flame, a searching soul, a purpose running high,
Ronald, the cosmos carved you careful, built you strong and wide,
You are the light that holds the dark, the turning of the tide,

[Verse 3]
He's wrestled with the weight of what he couldn't prove,
Wondered if his presence mattered, if he'd earned his move,
That ache became the engine, turned the doubt to drive,
Every time he kept on going was the proof he's alive,
The world he's built with steady hands and well-placed trust,
Is not despite the struggle — it was built from all that dust,

[PreChorus]
The stars that wrote him didn't leave a single line to chance,
They gave him fire wrapped in grace, a soul that learned to dance,

[Chorus]
Ronald, written in the scales and the open sky,
A steady flame, a searching soul, a purpose running high,
Ronald, the cosmos carved you careful, built you strong and wide,
You are the light that holds the dark, the turning of the tide,

[Bridge]
The universe does not make quiet men by accident,
Every ounce of who he is was purposeful and meant,
He doesn't have to earn his place or justify his worth,
He was already enough the moment he met earth,

[Outro]
So let the sky remind him when the road runs long,
That everything he is was always right, was always strong,
Ronald, the stars still carry every version of your name,
And nothing that has ever tried to break you ever came,