"Return" by Ok Go

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. 
 
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.


[Thanks to  ToasterNFG92@netscape.net  for these
lyrics]