Heart Fell Foul

I was walking in the morning But the heart fell foul I was rolling in the evening But the heart fell foul I was talking, I was roaring And the heart fell foul I was seeing, not believing When the heart fell foul I had emotions in my employ But the heart fell foul I had something I could enjoy But the heart fell foul I tied up ends that were never loose But the heart fell foul I enjoyed the calculation Spoke to Carlos Castaneda But the heart fell foul I sank my teeth in further But the heart fell foul Days wandered away And the heart fell foul You ran to the edge of the continent But the heart fell foul Was I pulling at a shoelace As the heart fell foul? Did I see beneath your wet face As the heart fell foul? I called for cards and missing shards As the heart fell foul You preferred to feed the senses