The best song wasn't written down I left my sketches on the rocks outside Granada Wet stains on my heavy dress I walked home lighter Because I buried you In ain't see unless Some nights away to memorize, The best way to forget you. But your wet stains will never dry, Mistakes come back to own me. I'll got fins and wings, I'll find airways and waters. I'll got fins and wings To leave the beaches deserted. Shoes dark from the oceanspray I fell asleep on the balcony While looking at Andromeda. Best song wasn't written down, I look you hanging from the rocks outside Granada.