My brain and heart clash
Watch my body turn to ash
I burn down like a tree of wood dry
I water the remains with each tear I cry
The salt builds an ocean in the roots underground
Spreading through branches that are already bound
They try to break free but I can’t let go
This trunk is my only chance to grow
It seems I can’t do anything right
I always block the sunlight
It burns me into crispy skin
Falling apart with each dying limb
I start to try to climb the tree
But it won’t accept me
I’ve made mistakes, but haven’t we all?
The beautiful oak is soon to fall
No matter how far I reach up high
There is no use to even try
A stump is all that’s left of me now
Cut down by trees who are falling down
We are all smoke in a fire that won’t leave
Remains of what the world doesn’t see
Then something strange happens to us all
Our bodies come back into beings, all tall
Look around and see a red bird
With the most beautiful call I’ve ever heard
He tells us we’re back from the dirt we became
A phoenix with no home and no name
We rose above from what I had done
The phoenix has saved me from what I’ve become
I’ve risen above as a bird of the night
Ready to join in on the flight