[Verse 1]
There's a mind that never settles, always reaching for the sky,
A thousand different questions lit like lanterns in the night,
She sorts the world by meaning, finds the pattern in the noise,
And underneath that careful calm, a current full of voice,
She'll read the room before she speaks, she'll feel it long before,
There's more behind those knowing eyes than anyone's kept score,
The surface shows composure, every edge of it refined,
But oceans move in silence and there's oceans in that mind

[PreChorus]
She carries what she hasn't said,
The weight of worlds inside her head,
But every burden she has known
Has been a seed she's quietly grown

[Chorus]
Priscilla, the stars were placed with care,
Each one a word inside a prayer,
You are not too much, you are not too small,
You were written whole, you were made for all of this,
Priscilla, the sky still knows your name,
You are the light inside the flame,
Let the universe hold what you cannot keep,
You were mapped by hands that go impossibly deep

[Verse 2]
She loves like she's building something, brick by tender brick,
A shelter for the people that the world has left to drift,
She'll give before you ask her, she will stay long after dark,
She keeps a home inside her hands and carries it in her heart,
But somewhere in the giving she forgets to save a seat,
For the version of herself that's been waiting to be seen,
She's nurtured every garden while her own soil waits for rain,
And the love she pours so freely is a love she can reclaim

[PreChorus]
She carries what she hasn't said,
The weight of worlds inside her head,
But every burden she has known
Has been a seed she's quietly grown

[Chorus]
Priscilla, the stars were placed with care,
Each one a word inside a prayer,
You are not too much, you are not too small,
You were written whole, you were made for all of this,
Priscilla, the sky still knows your name,
You are the light inside the flame,
Let the universe hold what you cannot keep,
You were mapped by hands that go impossibly deep

[Verse 3]
There's a fire in how she moves when no one thinks to look,
A quiet kind of power that the untrained eye mistook,
She waits until the moment, then she steps with something sure,
A force beneath the gentleness that no one can ignore,
She's wrestled with the question of how much of her is real,
Torn between the thinker and the tide of what she feels,
But that tension is the making of the depth she carries now,
The storm that shaped the stillness, and the grace she can't disown

[PreChorus]
She carries what she hasn't said,
The weight of worlds inside her head,
But every burden she has known
Has been a seed she's quietly grown

[Chorus]
Priscilla, the stars were placed with care,
Each one a word inside a prayer,
You are not too much, you are not too small,
You were written whole, you were made for all of this,
Priscilla, the sky still knows your name,
You are the light inside the flame,
Let the universe hold what you cannot keep,
You were mapped by hands that go impossibly deep

[Verse 4]
There are days she doubts the value of the things she cannot see,
The worth that lives inside her bones, not earned but meant to be,
She's searched for confirmation in the voices all around,
But the truth was never out there, it was always inward-bound,
She is meant for something wider than the walls she built for safe,
For the circle of the many and the future she can shape,
There's a world that needs exactly what she carries in her chest,
Not a polished presentation, but the realness of the rest

[Bridge]
She doesn't have to hold it all together every day,
She doesn't have to earn the right to take up all this space,
The cosmos didn't build her to be perfect or to prove,
It built her to be present, and to move the way she moves,
Every silence was a practice, every crack let something through,
Every time she thought she broke apart,