So things are not the same   Cut all loss and walk away   What was said is done   so independence comes   and there is none the like   No more lonely souls   under changing leaves   and no more weary wrecks   Seeking harmony   while waiting for their rest   So choice is always free   granted nothing is but sure   Death won't set us free   Nor will misery   when we fear those worlds   We fear that we'll erode   quickly with no control   I won't lay sick and sorely   with my soul uneasy   The ground beneath me   is hollow, breaking up   and cracking to swallow me whole   When we get cut   it's so good to know that   sweet disasters   are just as precious   We fall down   to kiss the ground   and live to love and lose   All is well if all falls   At least we'll know the truth