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 fails

At least we'll know the truth