[Verse 1]
She was born with her whole self pulling in two directions at once,
The visionary and the feeling, the electric and the blunt,
Five bodies clustered in the house of play and making things,
A mind that speaks in poetry while something in her sings,
She grew up building shelter out of structure and of stone,
Two anchors deep in family ground before she left her home,

[PreChorus]
The blueprint and the daydream, she held both without apology,
And the friction between freedom and her roots became her artistry,

[Chorus]
Ruth, you were forged where the dreamer meets the bone,
Every idea you ever made, you made it from your own,
You were never just the version that the ordinary could contain,
Ruth, you are the full moon over the Iowa plain,

[Verse 2]
She loves the way a person who has trained herself to act fast loves —
Honest at the door, no waiting in the hall, no hiding what she was,
Diplomacy her public face, but underneath that measured grace,
A courage that commits completely, no rehearsal for the chase,
She fights not with her fists but with the loyalty she carries,
Protecting everyone she loves before she names her ownaries,

[PreChorus]
The home she builds is both a fortress and a wide-open gate,
The same hand that draws the boundary is the one that says come wait,

[Chorus]
Ruth, you were forged where the dreamer meets the bone,
Every word you ever offered came from somewhere you had known,
No one else has walked the particular map your two feet drew,
Ruth, the full moon rose tonight and it was looking straight at you,

[Verse 3]
Her mind goes underneath the surface of the things that people say,
She senses what is unspoken three beats before it finds the day,
But all those undercurrents made her hold her own words back,
Feeling too exposed to name the deeper current of the track,
That's the exact place where the gold is, that intensity of seeing,
The thought she almost didn't share becomes the one worth freeing,

[PreChorus]
She learned to trust the knowing before she had the language for it whole,
And every metaphor she reached for was the nearest door to soul,

[Chorus]
Ruth, you were forged where the dreamer meets the bone,
The thing you almost kept inside was worth more than you've known,
You spoke in images when sentences felt too controlled and tame,
Ruth, the full moon is revealing what was always yours to claim,

[Verse 4]
Now the sky hangs full and white above the fields where she began,
Every contradiction she has carried is the outline of a plan,
The restless one, the structured one, the poet and the builder,
The one who loves too quickly and the one who goes back and reconsiders,
Not a flaw in any of it, not a single piece to fix or pare,
She was made this singular on purpose — that is rare,

[PreChorus]
The full white light is not arriving to expose what she did wrong,
It's arriving to illuminate the length of what she's known all along,

[Bridge]
All the drafts she left unfinished and the ones she sent,
All the times she held the household up and paid the rent of caring,
Every vision she was told was too unusual to share,
They were the architecture of a person almost no one else could bear to be,

[Chorus]
Ruth, you were forged where the dreamer meets the bone,
The full moon rising over you is calling you back home,
Not back to smaller, not to safer, not to who they hoped you'd be,
Ruth, the full moon tonight says you are exactly who you're free,

[Outro]
The full moon holds nothing back and neither will you now,
Ruth — the sky has always known you, and it's taking its bow,