Awake, my soul

I typed this about three times. None of them really worked. It was something to the tune of how unexpected the past year has been, and how it's all turned out perfectly despite the fact that I am often a bumbling, worried mess over the situation at hand. It's goofy we allow our worlds to feel flipped upside down so easily, eh? Lah dee dah, fast forward to now, stern retrospective post as we approach the new semester. Aaaand scene.
The Blarney Stone has yet to deliver on that gift of eloquence.

I recently bought the Mumford and Sons album 'Sigh No More', and it has really struck me. Beautiful. Check this out:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DHWsKTSdS74&feature=related

How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know
This weakness I feel I must finally show

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har har

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life

Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker