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[Verse 1]

From the heartland skies of Ohio, where the tall corn sways,
A bright-eyed girl named Crystiana learned to light her own way.
With a father on the airwaves and the world within her hands,
She kicked her way through childhood with a black belt’s quiet command.
Precocious little wildfire, never scared to dream or try—
Even then her spirit whispered, “Spread your wings and fly.”

[Chorus 1]

She’s sweeter than heaven’s mana,
Shining like a rising star.
She’s our own dear sweet Crystiana—
No distance ever feels too far.
And though the road may wind forever,
We’re cheering for her where we stand…
Our Crystiana, oh Crystiana,
Come home someday to the Lone Star Land.

[Verse 2]

She learned the healing arts of hands, and the healing arts of mind,
A hypnotherapist of starlight, leaving heavy hearts behind.
She could sing and dance and drum a storm, write poems in the night—
And with swinging hips and swirling veils she’d make the moon ignite.
With the Tribal Lillies dancing, breathing fire into the air,
Fearless as a phoenix child, fire poi in her hair.

[Chorus 2]

She’s sweeter than heaven’s mana,
Dancing like a warm night flame.
She’s our own dear sweet Crystiana—
Every heart here knows her name.
And though her spirit roams the mountains,
Our love still travels hand-in-hand…
Our Crystiana, oh Crystiana,
Come home someday to the Lone Star Land.

[Verse 3]

On a dusty road to Burning Man, fate rewrote her plans—
A Houston boy named James sat down and gently took her hand.
Two wandering hearts collided in a moment bold and bright,
And soon she flew to Texas, chasing love into the night.
They painted dreams at Last Concert, spun the music, danced the fire,
Made a tribe of lifelong friendships in that Houston shrine of desire.

[Bridge]

But life moves on like shifting sand,
And hearts can drift apart.
Still every chapter, joy or ache,
Becomes the artwork of the heart.
She found love once more with Arthur—
A soul as golden as the sun…
Two artists walking side by side,
Two spirits moving as one.

[Verse 4]

Now in Bogotá they’re living, caring for sweet Edna’s days,
A ninety-year-old warrior queen held in gentle, loving ways.
And though the miles stretch long and wide, from Texas to the Andean sky,
Our love for her burns bright enough to bridge the space between goodbye.

[Chorus 3 – Final Chorus]

She’s sweeter than heaven’s mana,
Her light forever softly glows.
She’s our own dear sweet Crystiana—
In every heart that loves her so.
And from the plains of Texas upward,
We send our hope across the land…
Our Crystiana, oh Crystiana,
Come home someday to the Lone Star Land.

[Outro]

Yes, we love you, dear Crystiana—
You’re the spark in every song.
Till the day we meet again in Houston,
Know you’ve been in our hearts all along.

Soft Rock, beautiful and melodic, piano, guitar, and strings