...Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need 'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cat and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me...
To all the walking wounded, remember to move on. So you stumbled while trekking, but you'll soon discover that wonderful trekker who will reach out for your hand so that you'll not slip again on life's hard ice.