Answer:
What falls down but never gets hurt?
What gets broken without being hold?
I cannot be felt, seen or touched; Yet I can be found in everybody; My existence is always in debate; Yet there is a style of music named after me.
When this is found in a road you are forced to make a decision.
Brings the sky a lot closer.
If it’s information you seek, come and see me. If it’s pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?