From solid to liquid and liquid to gas
Or just vapor to liquid or solid to gas
Everything changes, and that is a fact

What can go wrong will, and what won't cannot
Guns aren't made without intent to be shot
Without movement comes atrophy and rot

Solid ground is needed for a city
And our one stable thing, ironically,
Is life's eternal instability

A top won't spin long before it must fall
A phone is not made for only one call
A city's not old before there's a mall

Without change would be no experience,
No men or women to become parents,
No wisdom to gain, no point in patience