Magnolias 歌词

There are some days Alive in me More alive than me In those days Bleeding into the lake Is a blood-red paper corsage Once you said that you hated all flowers But for magnolias. You never cared For the finer things, for linen or fancy cars And the sweet summer hymn of violins Played in your ear like nails on a chalkboard. I never could understand your words Though we shared our fair share of blood When you said you looked forward to death Who were you putting on? O Heaven I've dreamed you For such a long time. Heaven is a lake Inside a crystal bowl With tea lights and magnolias Floating on the water. Forever and ever: As far as the eye can wander.