Return OK Go Now its years si[D]nce your body went flat and even me[F#]mories of that[Bm] are all think and [G]dull, all gravel and g[D]lass. But who needs them [F#]now -- displaced they're easily more [Bm]safe -- the worst of it [G]now: I can't remember your [D]face. Please... [D]Ret[G]urn. [D]For a while, with the vertigo [F#]cured, we were alive -- we were [Bm]pure. The void took the [G]shape of all that you[D] were, but years take their [F#]toll, and things get bent into [Bm]shape... Ant (azchords.com)