Return

D                                  
Now its years since your body went 
F#                        Bm
flat and even memories of that
                  G                
are all think and dull, all gravel 
     D
and glass. But who needs them
F#                                
now -- displaced they're easily 
   Bm                      G
more safe -- the worst of it now: I
                    D
can't remember your face.



Please...
D  G
Return.


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D                             F# 
For a while, with the vertigo 
                             Bm
cured, we were alive -- we were 
pure.
                  G                
The void took the shape of all that
    D
 you were, but years take their
F#                           
toll, and things get bent into 
  Bm                      G
shape... Antiseptic and tired, I 
can't
              D
remember your face.



Please...
D  G
Return.


D                         G 
You were supposed to grow old. 
                               D
Reckless, unfrightened, and old,
                          D
you were supposed to grow old.


D       G                    D
Return. You were supposed to return.