BLACK PEARL SUMMER Verse 1 The ocean looked innocent from the highway above. Blue as a promise. Deep as a grudge. The tourists bought postcards, the fishermen bought luck. Everybody wanted treasure. Nobody wanted the flood. I was nineteen, all sharp edges and saltwater, trying to turn every wound into something worth singing after. The tide kept taking things. The tide kept bringing them back. Funny how grief works exactly like that. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Some girls inherit diamonds. Some girls inherit storms. ⸻ Chorus Black pearl summer, salt against my teeth, everybody wants the treasure, nobody wants the sea. Black pearl summer, I finally learned: the prettiest things survive because they were burned. Black pearl summer, Black pearl… ⸻ Verse 2 I knew a girl who wore confidence like armor. Looked invincible. Wasn’t. Knew another who could light up a room, then disappear for months like the moon. And me— I spent years mistaking survival for living, collecting exits instead of beginnings. The waves kept teaching the same lesson twice: What stays afloat always pays a price. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Some things become beautiful. Some things become true. Very few become both. ⸻ Chorus Black pearl summer, salt against my teeth, everybody wants the treasure, nobody wants the sea. Black pearl summer, I finally learned: the prettiest things survive because they were burned. Black Pearl Summer, Black Pearl… ⸻ Bridge There are shipwrecks resting underneath paradise. There are wars sleeping inside beautiful eyes. There are versions of ourselves buried beneath the waves. Names we don’t answer to anymore. Ghosts we don’t save. I used to think healing looked like forgetting. Now I think it looks more like remembering without drowning. ⸻ Final Chorus Black pearl summer, salt against my teeth, everybody wants the treasure, nobody wants the sea. Black pearl summer, I finally learned: the prettiest things survive because they were burned. Black pearl summer, dark jewel in the blue. Nobody sees the pressure. They only see the proof. Black Pearl Summer, Black Pearl… ⸻ Outro The ocean looked innocent from the highway above. Still does. But I know what lives beneath it. And maybe that’s why I love it.
