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 face      Return, return, return, 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, return, return, return      You were supposed to grow old   You were supposed to grow old   Reckless, unfrightened, and old   You were supposed to grow old      You were supposed to grow old   You were supposed to grow old   You were supposed to grow old      Return, return      You were supposed to return   You were supposed to return   You were supposed to