When we reach into our box of memories
There will be memories good and bad
Some memories will make us happy
And some memories will make us sad.
Walk it off I say, walk it off
Talk it out, I say. Talk it out
Don't keep it all bottled up
And let it eat you from inside out.
Each one of us becomes an adult
And will then have to do a sweep
Of the memories we must toss from our box
And the memories we must keep.
Walk it off I say, walk it off
Talk it out, I say. Talk it out
Don't keep it all bottled up
And let it wipe you out.
The past is there to learn from
And for us to develop insights
The past is not there to plunge us into a misery
From which there is no respite.
Walk it off I say, walk it off
Talk it out, I say. Talk it out
Don't keep it all bottled up
Like a poison you can do without.
There are things that happened which shouldn't have
But you can't turn back the clock
So don't dwell on things you can't change
And into a repetitious cycle of thoughts be locked.
Walk it off I say, walk it off
Talk it out, I say. Talk it out
The good memories are worth keeping
The bad you can do without.
Walk it off I say, walk it off
Talk it out, I say. Talk it out
Don't let the past steal your present, dear reader.
Because the present is what it's all about.
Yes, indeed, you should focus on the present, dear reader...
...because the present is what it's all about!
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