[Verse 1]
Born at midnight, fire running deep in the bone,
A sovereign who built her whole kingdom at home,
The hearth wasn't quiet — it was where she held court,
Every meal made with love was a fortress of sorts,
She carried the lineage, the stories, the names,
And lit every room without asking for flames

[PreChorus]
She poured herself into every hand that reached,
But the truest version of her stayed just out of reach

[Chorus]
She's the one who reads the room before she reads the door,
Who knows what's underneath the words, and then she knows some more,
The architect of sanctuary, iron wrapped in grace,
She was built to take up every inch of her own space

[Verse 2]
Her mind moves like a current, decisive and bright,
First draft barely finished before she's already right,
But the words she chose carefully — still misconstrued,
Still left in the hallway while the conversation moved,
So she learned to say it twice, to say it bold and clear,
The ones worth keeping always stayed to really hear

[PreChorus]
She dreamed of a world that ran on something more than fear,
And gathered people 'round her like that world was already here

[Chorus]
She's the one who builds the table, makes sure everyone's fed,
Who holds the whole collective and remembers what they said,
The visionary with a ledger and a hand that won't let go,
She was never here to fit the mold — she was here to blow it open, blow

[Verse 3]
Now a new pull moves through the copper of the afternoon,
Something shifts inside the marrow like a second moon,
All the patience she has banked up, all the love she made from scratch,
Every tender thing she safeguarded — coming back, coming back,
The wound that made her doubt her voice is closing at its seam,
She was never the quiet kind — she's always been the dream

[PreChorus]
She stood at the edge of who she was and who she's becoming now,
And stepped across without a map, without permission — only vow

[Chorus]
She's the one who cracked the doctrine just to find the truth inside,
Who walked the unconventional road with nowhere left to hide,
The healer and the pioneer, the storm before the calm,
She was always her own answer — always carrying her own psalm

[Bridge]
Every word that went unheeded built a deeper kind of knowing,
Every room she made feel golden taught her where her power's going,
She chose the people, chose the causes, chose to stay when staying cost,
Now she's gathering the pieces of the self she never lost

[Outro]
The door is open, wide and hers,
Every bold and burning word concurs —
She was always this, she was always this,
Nothing missing, nothing gone amiss