The Odds

A man of great ambition he pushed himself to be

A man upon a mission with great riches to achieve

All his friends admired him

And in every word they trusted and believed

And the odds seem forever in his favour

He made a sound investment in his own abilities

A healthy clientele and some committed employees

Well regarded in the town, money to be made, and cash be found

And the odds seem forever in his favour

Sooner or later the man is bound to fall

One fine day, sir

Sooner or later empires are bound to fall

The wind blows forever without waver

Because I never see the door

But the odds were not endeavored

Forever in your favour

He bought a grander house on a more expensive street

Quite a price to pay for a place to rest his feet

Felt the water rise before he knew it wasn't all negative

Still he thought he had the odds in his favour

We hate to disappoint you, the banker didn't appeal

The string of repossessions, his wife's expensive heels

But sitting down upon the kerb, he felt a certain feeling of relief

And he knew the odds were far from in his favour

Sooner or later the man is bound to fall

One fine day, sir

Sooner or later it's the end of the road

Does the wind don't blow forever without waver?

If the king cracks the stone, pulls the sword

But the odds were not endeavored

Forever in your favour

You're expensive pockets are empty and you're feeling insecure

I think you may resent it, and in fact, I'm pretty sure

Is being wealthy really all that far from being poor

I'm not so sure

And the odds are not forever in your favour