Ok Go - Return • correction
Now it's years since your body went flat and even memories of that
are all THICK and dull, all gravel and glass. But who needs them
now ― displaced they're easily more safe ―
the worst of it now: I can't remember your face
Return
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 toll,
and things get bent into shape...
Antiseptic and tired, I can't remember your face.
Return
You were supposed to grow old. Reckless, unfrightened, and old
you were supposed to grow old
Return. You were supposed to return
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