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