Letters To The Far Reaches

Flickering on, sad to see the season Come and gone away My black-eyed friends couldn't stay I'm afraid Now I'm left with a mess I'm way too overdressed for casual guests in time They've all always got to be leaving All the long, long times For sometimes we fight And I don't treat my stomach right every night It hurts and I don't know what's worse The eyes or words Flickering on, sad to see the season Come and gone away My black-eyed friends couldn't stay An' my black-eyed friends couldn't stay An' my black-eyed friends couldn't stay