oh Granada I see
from the land to the sea
like a bird in the sky
I stare down your view
oh Granada, are you slipping away?
oh Granada I feel
that I'll never be free
and I'll never set my feet
back down on your ground
oh Granada, you are slipping away
I must incinerate
every word that spews from those pretty lips
I must incinerate
it's not the end of the line, it's the end of the world
oh Granada I see
through your eyes runs a gleam
but it's fading so fast
I can hardly believe
that Granada, that you'll never be real
oh Granada you are
just a vague ancient star
in the head of a man
that will never go far
oh Granada, for a time you were real
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