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, 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 blow forever without waver?
If the king cracks the stone, pulls the sword
But the odds were not endeavored
Forever in your favour

Your expensive pockets are empty, and you're feeling insecure
Think you may resent it, 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