| Adiós
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| Adiós
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| Adiós to your afternoon
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| Cause tonight I will be forever
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| Following the colosseum moon
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| Into a certain room
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| Adiós
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| Adiós
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| I am sorry for quickly jumping into the train
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| I waited but no one came
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| You’re just too late
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| The decision is mine
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| The decision is mine
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| So let the lesson be mine
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| Let the lesson be mine
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| The decision is mine
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| The decision is mine
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| Cause the vision is mine
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| The vision is mine
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| Adiós
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| Yes, goodbye, adiós
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| Adios to the little child in me
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| Who kept on blaming everyone else
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| Instead facing his own defeat in Edmonton
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| After all, I should have no regret
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| For if it wasn’t for the mistake I made yesterday?
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| Where would I be by now?
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| The decision was mine
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| The decision was mine
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| So let the lesson be mine
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| Let the lesson be mine
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| The decision was hard
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| The decision was hard
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| But the vision is mine
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| The vision is mine
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| Yes, I’ve taken my bags and I’m going down service street, taking a train I
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| know very well, and angels, they come in and go
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| You know last time when that angel had been in, you know, she left,
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| and I don’t know other things about angels anyway
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| You know, sometimes, uh, you think that you know more than you know,
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| but then you actually don’t understand
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| Anyways when they come to me, they sing to me so beautifully
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| If I can recall their melodies, it goes, excuse me to take your time,
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| but it goes something, something like this:
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| Lest the trees cease breathing
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| Lest the bees cease breeding
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| And all the salts in the dead sea ferments to honey
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| Until then, I will be forever
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| Chasing, chasing, chasing it all till the very end
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| The decision is mine
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| Let the lesson be mine
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| Cause the vision is mine
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| The decision is mine
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| Let the lesson be mine
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| Cause the vision is mine |