Return - Freddie Joachim

Now its years since your body went flat

And even memories of that are all think 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 faceReturn, return, return,

returnFor 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 faceReturn, return, return,

returnYou were supposed to grow old

You were supposed to grow old

Reckless, unfrightened, and old

You were supposed to grow oldYou were supposed to grow old

You were supposed to grow old

You were supposed to grow oldReturn, returnYou were supposed to return

You were supposed to return

You were supposed to