If you find a piece of a heart lying on the floor
Please don't crush it, it's mine
My heart flew apart that time
So far flung the pieces flew
I knew I'd never find the glue
Repairs put off and the dust just grew
Crusty pieces scattered, ignored
I didn't even care any more
What changed exactly I cannot say
I do not even know the day
A quaver of the universe
My destiny took another course
Somehow strangely the pieces rumbled
Turned about, rocked, and tumbled
Synchronization, hesitation, perspiration, syncopation
Rhythmic, cadance soft and sweet
Something began to move my feet
Though the music had long since died
Something began to stir inside
Hope begat itself anew
And steadily it grew and grew
Scattered pieces all about
Began to search each other out
Vibration shook off all the dust
Rock and tumble broke off the crust
Random pieces found their places
As I noticed the smiling faces
Still, tread lightly round this heart of mine
Please be careful, take your time
A slivered section, a piece or two
Might fine itself beneath your shoe