[Verse 1]
She hit the ground running before the world said go,
A mind like a lit fuse and a heart that would not slow,
Four voices speaking at once inside a single chest,
Conviction loud as thunder, never stopping for a rest,
She dove into the hidden things where most folks wouldn't dare,
Pulled truth up from the deep end and brought it into air,

[PreChorus]
But running that fast costs you something you can't name,
Debra, the urgency was never quite the same as aim,

[Chorus]
Debra, you were built to blaze the trail, not wait your turn,
Every door you ever broke through — you earned,
You charged in with your whole heart, nothing held in half,
Debra, the boldest chapter's the one still on the path,

[Verse 2]
She staked her claim on public ground with words sharp as a blade,
Her drive to make her mark was not a show — it was a trade,
The inner clash of full-speed-forward, roadblock, push, repeat,
Taught her how to build on friction, turn resistance into fleet,
She loved the way a first draft loves the page — immediate, entire,
Walked straight into the hardest rooms and turned them into fire,

[PreChorus]
The ones who called her "too much" never learned to read the sky,
Debra, big enough to hold that force — that's you, that's not a lie,

[Chorus]
Debra, you were never meant to fit inside that frame,
Every scar that tried to slow you only sharpened your aim,
You believed in love the way a door believes in open,
Debra, not a thing about your fire needs to be broken,

[Verse 3]
Now the long days tip and tilt toward what the harvest holds in store,
The equinox arrives to ask what you are gathered for,
Not what you've lost or what you carried heavy on the run,
But what you've earned the right to reap beneath the tilting sun,
The philosopher in her has crossed a thousand inward miles,
And everything she sought out there was shining in her all the while,

[PreChorus]
The days are equal now — the dark, the light, the go, the still,
Debra, this is not the ending, this is choosing what you will,

[Chorus]
Debra, every road you've run has led right to this field,
Every truth you chased across the distance now revealed,
You showed up for the world before you showed up for your own —
Debra, it's your turn to harvest what your own two hands have sown,

[Bridge]
The beliefs that caged the child you were — she broke them, one by one,
She didn't need permission from the gatekeepers to run,
She carried home inside her bones and built it stone by stone,
And everything that matters now, she already owns,

[Outro]
Debra, the field is full, the light is long and clear,
Step in — everything you are has always been right here,