[Verse 1]
He carried the weight of a full moon pulling both ways,
A man built from contradictions, steady through the haze,
The house he grew up in kept shifting under his feet,
So he learned to plant himself wherever two roads meet,
He made his circle small but every name inside it true,
And he built his life the way a craftsman builds — to last, to do.

[PreChorus]
The world kept asking him to pick a side and stay,
But he held both hands open and found his own way.

[Chorus]
Tristan, you are the full moon over the field,
What you felt and what you faced became your shield,
You kept your word when others walked away,
Tristan, every choice you made — it counts today.

[Verse 2]
He speaks before he thinks and means every word he says,
His voice cuts through the room like a blade through the haze,
He showed up to the table ready to be heard,
Poured charm into the work and precision in every word,
He looked for fairness in a fight and held the line with art,
A man who leads with strategy but bleeds it from the heart.

[PreChorus]
He never asked for applause and never chased the stage,
He just kept turning over every unfinished page.

[Chorus]
Tristan, you are the one who stayed when it got hard,
Who learned what truly matters from each scar,
Your depth runs past the surface others see,
Tristan, you were always more than you were told to be.

[Verse 3]
The scorched earth seasons didn't take what was his own,
He catalogued the wreckage and then built from what had grown,
He loves the way a first draft does — imperfect, true, and brave,
He gives himself completely, knowing all he gave,
And every time the vision cracked he found the real design,
A man who reads between the lines and still commits to mine.

[PreChorus]
The next chapter doesn't ask him to forget the cost,
It asks him what he'll do with everything he almost lost.

[Chorus]
Tristan, you're the one the season's turning toward,
Not because it's easy but because you've earned the chord,
The work, the wait, the way you chose to stay,
Tristan, now let what you've become lead the way.

[Bridge]
He kept his debts in pencil and his promises in ink,
He stood at the edge of everything and chose not to shrink,
The version that was tested and the version that prevailed,
Are the same man with his hands still open, telling his own tale.

[Outro]
The full moon keeps on rising, Tristan, so do you,
Everything you've carried brought you somewhere new.