Don't wear your heart on the soles of your feet,
though you walk on clouds,
silver linings reaching before you.

When it is time for work,
will your heart not break,
when your feet toe the line once more?

Don't wear your heart on the soles of your feet,
though your heartbeat quickening provides music to dance to,
though your heart drums the floor in a pulse of delight.

At the end of the night, 
when you put up your feet
shall you fall for anyone who massages your soles and finds your soul?

Don't wear your heart on the soles of your feet,
though it's as far as you can put it from your mind,
emotion and thought far apart from each other's embrace.

When passion comes to knock,
and there is need to act,
will you not find yourself rudderless without comprehension?

Don't wear your heart on the soles of your feet,
where it can trace the journey your footprints make,
and feel the time pass by.

At the hourglass end
when your heart kisses the shore
will not the waves wash the dust's memory from your heels?

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