In another world we chose right, in another world we won; every turn I never took is a World where it's still not done — and it's real — as real as this, as the stone, as the salt As the sea, so somewhere, love, we made it, and that somewhere is still we

I stopped at the fork, I turned wrong, and I've carried that turning for years

But the road I let fall didn't die — it went on, it just walks on the far side of here

Every choice is a door, not a wall; and behind every door stands a world, and a them And it all

In another world we chose right, in another world we won; every turn I never took is a World where it's still not done — and it's real — as real as this, as the stone, as the salt as the sea; so somewhere, love, we made it, and that somewhere is still we

So don't mourn the life you think went out — it's alight one branch to the left

The me that stayed, the you that stood, they woke up whole, they kept what we'd left

Every choice is a door, not a wall; and behind every door stands a world, and a them And it all

In another world we chose right, in another world we won; every turn I never took is a World where it's still not done — and it's real — as real as this, as the stone, as the salt As the sea, so somewhere, love, we made it, and that somewhere is still we

Look — the whole great tree of it: every yes, every no, gone green and lit a thousand Thousand worlds of us, every road walked, none of them missed no turning's lost

They only branch — and somewhere we're already through the dark and out the other side

In another world we chose right, in another world we won

And it's real as this, as real as this — so hold on: somewhere, we already did