[Verse 1]
She carries fire in a frame built like stone,
A ram's heart beating softly, far from home,
The world sees the stillness, the composed and the calm,
But underneath the surface runs a river, runs a psalm,
She thinks before she's finished and she feels before she speaks,
An ocean living quietly behind everything she seeks

[PreChorus]
She was born to burn and built to last,
A future always pulling at a complicated past

[Chorus]
Shyanne, the stars wrote you carefully tonight,
A soul too deep for shallow, too alive for black and white,
Shyanne, you were never meant to fit inside their frame,
The sky remembers everything and whispers out your name

[Verse 2]
She guards the door to somewhere only she has been,
A tenderness so guarded it could shatter if it's seen,
She loves like something ancient, like a tide that won't explain,
She leads before she's ready then she wonders if she's sane,
Every time she's misread, every word that landed wrong,
Was just a voice too layered for a world that hears in songs

[PreChorus]
She was born to burn and built to last,
A future always pulling at a complicated past

[Chorus]
Shyanne, the stars wrote you carefully tonight,
A soul too deep for shallow, too alive for black and white,
Shyanne, you were never meant to fit inside their frame,
The sky remembers everything and whispers out your name

[Verse 3]
There's a compass in her marrow pointing somewhere true,
A quiet kind of knowing that she's only starting through,
She'll rebuild what was broken with the same hands that were hurt,
Find the medicine inside the wound, the gold inside the dirt,
The kind of strength that doesn't shout, that doesn't need to prove,
She's already home inside herself and learning how to move

[PreChorus]
She was born to burn and built to last,
A future always pulling at a complicated past

[Chorus]
Shyanne, the stars wrote you carefully tonight,
A soul too deep for shallow, too alive for black and white,
Shyanne, you were never meant to fit inside their frame,
The sky remembers everything and whispers out your name

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to earn the right to rest,
Every contradiction in her is what makes her manifest,
The universe held its breath the moment she arrived,
And everything she's carried is the proof that she has thrived

[Outro]
So let the sky speak, let the deep tide rise,
Shyanne, you were written in a rare and patient light,
You are held, you are whole, you are enough tonight