Chances Are...

Some of us made of concrete
Some of us made of sand
Some of us like the clear blue water
Others catching it in their hands
But we'll all just fade, anway
Some of us made of steel
Some of us like the earth
Some of us are the clear blue sky
When others fly through the air
But we'll all just fade so easy
Better to say

Chances are what you feel
Is like everyone else
Who is wrong?
What is real?
You can ask yourself
But if you find a way
You can always carry on

Chances are what you need
Is like everyone else
It's in you, it's in me
You can see yourself
But if you find a way
You can always carry on

Some of us breaking like ice
Some of us like a stone
Some are just like the blowing wind
Others always are getting thrown

And when you say you won't make tomorrow
Cause tomorrow feels like the rest
Yeah you can break this viscous circle
Everyone who hurts feels no less

Some of us like a secret
Some of us open books
And some you can tell but either way
You can't tell by just a look
Then we all just fade anyway