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