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