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Jack and Gillian, facing their declineTake to the dance floor for one final timeWho'd deny them this last shot?Taking a twirl, are they in the final reel or not?Jack and Gillian, walking hand in handDisappearing along the shining strandWho'd deny them this state of grace?So we find them with not a single hair out of placePicture-perfect, matching pace for paceHer head on his shoulder, his arm around her waistBut if you put them on the spot, what would they say?Are they in the final reel or what?Sayonara, tschüss, adieu, farewellWill we meet again? No one can tellNot the manner, not the timeNo one can hide, no one leaves the final reel behindJack turns to Gillian, misty-eyedAnd presses the pills in her handAll they've got left is the downhill slideSo they'd better act while they canThis much they knowLetras de cancionesThey're not in the final reel aloneThis much they knowThey'll not leave the final reel aloneThey take the diveNo one leaves the final reel aliveThey take the diveNo one leaves the final reel alive From Letras Mania