Sodom, South Georgia by Iron & Wine

I've been listening to this song very closely for about a month and half now trying to figure out it's meaning and its relation to my life. Today I was able to find a deeper meaning to this song which, for once, I'll keep private to myself for my own personal reflection.

Noe* I recommend that you listen to this song before judging it. If you just listen to the lyrics...it's going to sound very dark and depressing. If you listen to the song as well, hopefully, it will allow you to hear it as the beautiful song I hear it as....

Sodom, South Georgia
by Iron & Wine

Papa died smiling
Wide as the ring of a bell
Gone all star white
Small as a wish in a well
And Sodom, South Georgia
Woke like a tree full of bees
Buried in Christmas
Bows and a blanket of weeds

Papa died Sunday and I understood
All dead white boys say, "God is good"
White tongues hang out, "God is good"

Papa died while my
Girl Lady Edith was born
Both heads fell like
Eyes on a crack in the door
And Sodom, South Georgia
Slept on an acre of bones
Slept through Christmas
Slept like a bucket of snow

Papa died Sunday and I understood
All dead white boys say, "God is good"
White tongues hang out, "God is good"