Some of us made of concrete
some of us make of sand
some of us like the clear blue water
others catching it in their hands
but we’ll all just fade
some of us made of steal
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 is it 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
Some of us breaking like ice
some of us like a stone
some are just like the blowing wind
others always getting thrown
but we’ll all just fade, so is it better to say?
Chrous
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
And when you say you won’t make tomorrow
‘cause tomorrow feels like the rest
yeah you can break this vicious circle
everyone who hurts feels no less
Some of us like a secret
some of us open books
and some you can’t tell but either way
you can’t tell by just a look
then we all just fade anyway
Chorus