Now its years since your body went flat and even memories of that
G Dare all think and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs them
F# Bm Gnow -- displaced they're easily more safe -- the worst of it now: I
can't remember your face.
Please...
Return.
D F# Bm
For a while, with the vertigo cured, we were alive -- we were pure.
The void took the shape of all that you were, but years take their
F# Bm Gtoll, and things get bent into shape... Antiseptic and tired, I can't
Dremember your face.
Please...
Return.
You were supposed to grow old. Reckless, unfrightened, and old,
Dyou were supposed to grow old.
D G D
Return. You were supposed to return.
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