The Dear Hunter - Black Sandy Beaches lyrics

Messages from broken bottles fall
On black sandy beaches
Ink in vein across the page
Now run from morning dew
Hands which chance upon it lead to
Eyes which strain to read
Hearts which pound from love long overdue
Lips which press together, stifle rhythmic
Heavy breaths

Oh, how she smiles from vicarious love
From the one he writes about
She must have been so glad for
Him to throw it out

Further steps lead to yet
Another broken bottle
Again, the words contained have bled the page
Whose tears were these which ran the ink?
From whom they poured to make this streak?
Were they his, by chance, from telling her?
Or hers, by chance, from reading it?
They could have been collective
They could have been from someone else
Why don't we see what's at the bottom?
Why don't we see what comes next?
Oh, how she cries from vicarious pain
From the one he writes about
She must have been so sad for
Him to throw her out

Let's just say she, she is better
Better off somehow
Let's just say she, she has never been
Happier than she is now

We couldn't fake it, so why even try?

Let's just say she is better
Better off somehow
Let's just say she has never been
Happier than she is now

Let's just say she is better
Better off somehow
Let's just say she has never been
Happier, happier, than she is now