[Verse 1]
She learned to read the silence before she learned to read a book,
Stocking the pantry herself, knowing just where to look,
No one to call when the pipes froze or the power went dim,
She became her own foundation, steady at every rim,
The eldest of no one, the captain of her own small ship,
She memorized survival with a steady lower lip,

[PreChorus]
But a heart that bold was never meant to carry it alone,
She was always built for more than guarding an empty home,

[Chorus]
Flossie, you were forged before anyone taught you how,
You were your own first answer, your own first sacred vow,
The girl who ran the household still blazes in your chest,
Flossie, that fire didn't break you — it proved you were the best,

[Verse 2]
Then she opened the door she'd kept bolted shut for years,
Handed someone the key she'd polished through all her tears,
She loved like she charged into everything she'd ever known,
Full-throated, no conditions, planting something she could grow,
But the ground beneath that garden had been quietly giving way,
And the harvest she'd expected kept being pushed away,

[PreChorus]
The ledger of trust she'd kept so clean was filled with someone else's hand,
And she stood there reading every line, trying hard to understand,

[Chorus]
Flossie, you gave a love so real it could've moved the ground,
You weren't foolish for believing — you were the most profound,
The courage that it took to trust, a man who'd held your hand,
Flossie, your heart was never wrong for wanting something grand,

[Verse 3]
She carries two rivers now, the grief and the desire,
The cold ache of betrayal and the warmth of something higher,
How do you hold the fury and the tenderness as one,
How do you reach for morning when you're not sure of the sun,
She's sat with both at the table and refused to pick a side,
That's not confusion — that is the most courageous kind of pride,

[PreChorus]
To want to build it over when you know what fell apart,
Takes a braver kind of reckoning than walking off the chart,

[Chorus]
Flossie, both things live inside you and they both deserve their room,
The anger and the longing burning steady through the gloom,
You don't have to choose between the wreck and what you want it to be,
Flossie, you're the architect — the blueprint starts with you, not he,

[Verse 4]
The equinox comes quiet, what you planted meets the scale,
Every hour of tending counted, nothing gone to gale,
She's standing at the crossing where the reckoning draws near,
She knows what she grew in shadow and she knows what she holds dear,
This is not the ending — this is where she reads the field,
And decides what she'll replant and what she'll finally let yield,

[PreChorus]
The woman who survived the frost is not the same who plants the spring,
She knows the full weight of the soil and exactly what it means,

[Chorus]
Flossie, you've been tending this longer than most would ever dare,
You bring the thorough, blazing love that most cannot compare,
The choice ahead belongs to you, no verdict passed by fear,
Flossie, you've already proven you're exactly why you're here,

[Bridge]
She doesn't need permission from the version of herself who coped,
She already knows the difference between broken and still hoped,
The girl who packed her lunch alone grew into someone who can say,
I decide what this becomes — and I decide it starts today,

[Outro]
Flossie, the harvest doesn't lie about what you put in the ground,
Every brave and burning thing you've grown is finally being found,