[Verse 1]
She keeps the ledger balanced, every column straight,
Counts what she owes and what she gave, tallies up the weight,
Her roots run through the floorboards of the house she built alone,
Every crack she plastered over became part of how she's known,
The harvest she was handed came before she knew the field,
But everything she tended taught her how much she could yield,

[PreChorus]
The equinox is turning, the days and dark made even,
Savannah, it's your season,

[Chorus]
Savannah, the grain you cut and carried wasn't meant to break you down,
Every careful row you walked in silence still deserves a crown,
You sorted through the wreckage until something true remained,
Savannah, you were built to harvest, not to disappear in rain,

[Verse 2]
There's an ocean underneath the calm she shows the room,
A hidden tide of feeling that she tends to in the gloom,
She speaks in measured syllables, weighs every word she'll say,
But when she finally opens up she rearranges the whole day,
She's tried explaining what she is a hundred different ways,
And learned the voice worth trusting is the one that always stays,

[PreChorus]
The equinox is turning, the days and dark made even,
Savannah, it's your season,

[Chorus]
Savannah, every line you wrote and buried still deserves to see the sun,
What burned clean through the center of you also made you one,
You weighed all sides so carefully the scales are part of you,
Savannah, the depth nobody measured is the whole of what is true,

[Verse 3]
She loves like she is signing something sacred, something sealed,
All or nothing at the table, everything revealed,
She'll sit inside the complicated dark without a flinch,
And hold the fraying edges of the ones she loves an inch,
But she has given so much ground to keep the peace in place,
The call ahead is learning that her own needs hold their space,

[PreChorus]
The equinox is turning, the days and dark made even,
Savannah, it's your season,

[Chorus]
Savannah, the devotion that you offered with your whole entire soul,
Was never yours to lose — it only made you more complete, more whole,
What you preserved through patience built a table, built a door,
Savannah, now the harvest calls you forward — not to give more, to restore,

[Verse 4]
The old beliefs that caged her she has carried like a stone,
Questioned every doctrine in the dark and questioned it alone,
Still she built her own moral frame from what withstood the test,
Set the crooked standards straight and let the dogma rest,
And when the world arrives at what she quietly knew before,
She'll have already cleared the threshold and be standing at the door,

[PreChorus]
The equinox is turning, the days and dark made even,
Savannah, it's your season,

[Chorus]
Savannah, the years you spent in searching were the making of your mind,
Every answer you unearthed alone was not the leaving-behind kind,
You mapped the inner country where the roads had no clear name,
Savannah, all that you became is more than all you ever came to claim,

[Bridge]
There's a moment when the daylight and the darkness split exact,
When what you thought you lost for good comes quietly walking back,
That ledger of your losses finally shows the other side,
And everything you endured to stay becomes the source of pride,

[Outro]
Savannah, the equinox has always known your name,
The equal dark and equal light — you carry both the same,