[Verse 1]
There's a mind that catalogs the world like scripture,
Every detail held inside a careful picture,
You notice what the room forgot to say,
You feel the weight of words that drift away,
A quiet tide that runs beneath the surface,
Everything you do is full of purpose.

[PreChorus]
They see the order, they don't see the ocean,
They see the stillness, not the deep devotion.

[Chorus]
Written in the sky before you had a name,
Mary, you were never ordinary, never plain,
The cosmos drafted every complicated line,
Imperfect and exact, and absolutely fine.

[Verse 2]
You love like someone reading between the lines,
In folded notes and small but careful signs,
A cup of tea, a hand that knew to stay,
A door held open at the end of a long day,
You never ask for credit, never need the stage,
Your whole heart lives between the quiet page.

[PreChorus]
They feel the warmth but miss the fire burning,
They feel the calm but not the constant yearning.

[Chorus]
Written in the sky before you had a name,
Mary, you were never ordinary, never plain,
The cosmos drafted every complicated line,
Imperfect and exact, and absolutely fine.

[Verse 3]
The things that hurt you live in unmarked places,
Old wounds that learned to wear more careful faces,
You've held so much without a word of protest,
Convinced yourself that keeping still was progress,
But every scar you carry tells a different story,
Not of what you lost, but of your quiet glory.

[PreChorus]
You've given grace to everyone but you,
It's time to let some of that grace bleed through.

[Chorus]
Written in the sky before you had a name,
Mary, you were never ordinary, never plain,
The cosmos drafted every complicated line,
Imperfect and exact, and absolutely fine.

[Verse 4]
There's a path that's been unfolding like a river,
Each current turning you toward something bigger,
You've moved through rooms that couldn't hold your vision,
You've made your peace with every hard decision,
The world is better for the way you've tended it,
The light you carry, and the way you've lended it.

[PreChorus]
You are not here by accident or chance,
The stars arranged themselves for this advance.

[Chorus]
Written in the sky before you had a name,
Mary, you were never ordinary, never plain,
The cosmos drafted every complicated line,
Imperfect and exact, and absolutely fine.

[Bridge]
You don't have to earn the right to rest,
You were enough before you gave your best,
The roots go deeper than the years of doubt,
That's what the silence always knew about.

[Outro]
The sky remembers what you sometimes forget,
You are exactly who you were always meant to get,
Mary, the stars don't write in ordinary ink,
You are more whole than you allow yourself to think.