Black Water
Navigating Shadows: Sweet Lizzy Project's Tale of a Lost Angel in Black Water
Lyrics
He's gone
He has departed or left.
Too many ghosts
There are too many memories or regrets haunting him.
Gave into what they knew was wrong
He succumbed to actions he knew were morally incorrect.
An angel only lasts so long
An inherently good person can only endure wrongdoing for a limited time.
Knocking on doors
He is seeking help or refuge by knocking on doors.
His throat is sore
He is suffering from the consequences, indicated by a sore throat.
They saw him bleeding underneath
Others witnessed his pain but ignored it.
Pretended like they couldn't see
People pretended not to see his suffering.
He was a gold angel
He was a valuable and virtuous person.
And it didn't really matter
His worth wasn't appreciated or considered important.
He might have come to save us
He might have had the potential to rescue or help others.
This boat is leaking black water
The situation is dire, represented by the metaphor of a leaking boat with black water.
He was gonna stay forever
He intended to stay indefinitely.
But forever only got harder
However, the commitment becomes increasingly challenging over time.
When nobody wants him here
No one desires his presence anymore.
Now he is lost like the rest of us
He is now lost and directionless, akin to others.
Nothing is growing on the trees
Nature and life are barren, devoid of growth.
There's poison in the air we breathe
The environment is toxic, affecting everyone.
He was a gold angel
He possessed inherent goodness and value.
But everyone was chasing silver
However, society prioritized materialism over his virtues.
He might have come to save us
He had the potential to be a savior for others.
This boat is leaking black water
The challenging situation is reiterated with the metaphor of a leaking boat.
He was gonna stay forever
He intended to stay permanently.
But forever only got harder
Yet, the commitment becomes progressively more difficult.
When nobody wants him here
No one welcomes or accepts him anymore.
He was a gold angel
He possessed inherent goodness and value.
And it didn't really matter
His worth wasn't appreciated or considered important.
He might have come to save us
He might have had the potential to rescue or help others.
This boat is leaking black water
The dire situation is reiterated with the metaphor of a leaking boat.
He was gonna stay forever
He intended to stay indefinitely.
But forever only got harder
However, the commitment becomes increasingly challenging over time.
When nobody wants him here
No one desires his presence anymore.
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