[Verse 1]
She's got a mind that runs on parallel tracks at once,
Two conversations deep while the third one fronts,
But underneath the wit there's an excavator's drive,
Digging past the surface just to feel alive,
She's mapped the hidden rooms that most won't dare to find,
A bright torch burning steady through another's midnight mind

[PreChorus]
The questions she asks at 2 a.m. aren't reckless, they're a key,
Every door she's broken through was always meant to free

[Chorus]
Allison, you were built from more than anyone could see,
The depth you carry daily is the rarest kind of free,
Every buried treasure that you've surfaced on your own,
Allison, you didn't lose yourself — you found a harder home

[Verse 2]
She tends to love the way a gardener tends to clay,
Patient with her hands, committed to the long display,
She'll sit across the table and she'll mean every word,
Reading what you didn't say, the note you never stirred,
But she second-guessed the sentence she rehearsed for years,
Till logic learned to translate what her memory still hears

[PreChorus]
The duty she performed in quiet rooms she never named,
Became the steady architecture holding up the frame

[Chorus]
Allison, the harvest that you've tended isn't small,
Every root you kept alive outlasted every fall,
The loyalty you practice like a covenant with time,
Allison, that constancy was always yours — not just a climb

[Verse 3]
The equinox arrives and tips the scale toward equal dark,
The same hand draws the ledger and then restarts the arc,
She's stood at that threshold counting what she's owed and given,
Learning that the tallying is not how depth is driven,
The visionary waiting in the ordinary task,
Is finally permitted now to step beyond the mask

[PreChorus]
The groups she's moved through quietly each left her something true,
She disrupted more than she was thanked for pushing through

[Chorus]
Allison, the turning point is written in your grain,
Not the season changing but the sum of all your claim,
Every transformation that you swallowed whole and grew,
Allison, the harvest coming in — it always pointed to you

[Bridge]
She thought her worth dissolved wherever money went unclear,
But the things she built with nothing proved her currency was here,
The ancient quiet she was born to carry as a weight,
Became the deepest knowing that no audit can deflate

[Outro]
Allison, the scales have finally steadied in the light,
What you've tended in the dark is ready now to ripen right