Fork in the Road

My house is dead 
And so am I 
And I'm still falling 
The chances are slim 
I barely know what's happening 
But I have my little rules 
To remind me 
That I still see the light 
And I still believe 
If I turn to stone 
If I flow like water 
I can be anything 
Because I'm nothing 
And if you see the fork 
And you go one way 
I go both ways every day 
There is no distinction 
And when you wanted to go away