[Verse 1]
She was born with the scales held steady in each hand,
Day and night aligned, a single, sovereign strand,
But beneath the careful surface ran a river dark and deep,
Where the things she understood were too complex for sleep,
She read the room before the room knew it was being read,
And carried what was unspoken long after it was said

[PreChorus]
Now the days grow shorter, the angle of the sun shifts low,
Something in the counting is telling her to let it go

[Chorus]
Catherine, the harvest comes for those who tilled the untilled ground,
Who built the bridge in silence and never took a bow,
Catherine, the equinox is calling you to stand,
Both cups finally level in your own two hands

[Verse 2]
She loved the way a ledger loves the line it can't betray,
Every small particular placed deliberately, she'd say,
She memorized the texture of the lives she helped arrange,
The preferred cup, the tender nerve, the corridor of pain,
Her devotion lived in details that the grand gesture missed,
In the folded note, the fixed hem, the appointment not dismissed

[PreChorus]
But the measure she extended to the world in every season
She withheld from her own mirror without giving it a reason

[Chorus]
Catherine, the yield belongs to you as much as those you fed,
The orchard you were tending grew from seeds inside your head,
Catherine, the equinox arrives and holds the dark and bright,
You are the one who stood between them, keeping them in right

[Verse 3]
She felt the pull of two horizons every time she chose,
Expansion in one fist and duty how the other goes,
A vision of a world made whole by beauty, truth, and care,
And the stubborn weight of what was real that kept her standing there,
She learned that transformation doesn't come as sudden light,
It comes the way a season turns, imperceptible at night

[PreChorus]
Now the wheel completes its circle and the angle holds its breath,
What she gathered all her life is more than plenty, nothing less

[Chorus]
Catherine, the reckoning is tender, not a debt you owe,
The depth you dove to find the truth is how the garden grows,
Catherine, the equinox is yours, the balance earned and real,
Step into the fullness of the life you helped others feel

[Bridge]
She is the one who reads between the lines no one else sees,
Who held the room together while the room forgot to breathe,
The scales she carried weren't a burden, they were always hers to claim,
And every careful, quiet act was signing her own name

[Outro]
Catherine, the stars stood still the moment that the day turned fair,
You were always the equinox — the one who held the air