Magnolia - Wilsen

Golden arms are moving past our dues

Scattering the moments slightly in the muse

Fear is longer than the trial it takes to run

We’ll keep, keep following love, staying lost in love

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

Falling in the evening hands of saints

I look in some tremor and it’s in your way

I stole your sense and savor all that moves you left

I’ll keep, keep following love, this isn’t over yet

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

You, oh magnolia

How I want it all to know

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

You, magnolia

Magnolia