Like a rock, I simply exist to exist.
I'll lie here for years and years, simply watching the world go round.
And as everything comes to a stop, as things tend to do;
I'll wake from my slumber.
I'll return to you, and the place I called home.

Like a Phoenix, I was born to be born again.
I'll sit here, waiting for my day to reincarnate, watching the days revolve around me.
And as everything comes to a stop, as things tend to do;
I'll burst into flames.
I'll return to you, and the place I called home.

Like a human, I was made to produce change.
I'll wait here, for others like me, people who've noticed the corruption.
And as everything starts to move, as things tend to do;
I'll change the world.
I'll return to you, and the place I called home.

I'll rest through the wars,
I'll be reborn,
I will produce change.
And I'll return to you;

With a pen through my heart
And a piece of paper.