Granada - Lycia

Oh Granada I see, from the land to the sea

Like a bird in the sky I stare down on 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