I think some of Nerina Pallot's Human works, though... I explain away the "human" thing with this kind of thing.

We are not our sorrows
We are not our scars
No, we are only human
That is what we are

We've got a whole new world
in our hands
We can dream ourselves awake
we can make a plan
We'll walk slowly, our heads in the air
Even this I know we'll bear