You walk on water,
When you wake up on a good morning,
You walk on snow,
When you make a new friend,
You walk on honey,
When someone praises you,
You walk in the air,
When your heart is taken away,
You tread on fire,
When you slake your desires,
You run on the mouth of a volcano,
When you are angry,
And you walk on the earth,
When you feel like a mortal

Why the hell do we need shoes?
We already have magic feet,
We just need to choose,
When to be cool and when to face the heat.