John Blek - The Blackwater Lyrics

Water rose and I couldn't get down
Found myself stuck on high ground
Drowned the streets upon which we grew
Broke the banks of the Blackwater
Broke the banks of the Blackwater

Roaring down the road to ruin
Everything we thought we knew
The good the bad the false and true
Bury the steeple 'neath the Blackwater
Bury the steeple 'neath the Blackwater

I hold my head above, the water my love
Until the day the dove, returns with proof of You

It's rising higher than the sycamores
That lined the streets where we lived before
Gather your family and climb aboard
Or be covered in the Blackwater
Be buried in the Blackwater

I hold my head above, the water my love
Until the day the dove, returns with proof of You