In Granada Songtext
von Will Johnson

It′s an odd thing, admitting that it's true
That the one thing that truly lifts you can nearly kill you

In Granada, back on the rule, I was a high-fashion rich
On and on, with a blissed-out fool


And I taught myself
A new kind of patience
And I taught myself
How to heal a lame man
By embarrassing riches

Surely, bury me again
My unfathomable satisfaction

Surely, smother me again