LETTERS TO THE FAR REACHES by THE PROMISE RING 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 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 My black-eyed friends couldn't stay My black-eyed friends couldn't stay [ www.dailyrics.com ] LETTERSTOTHEFARREACHES by THEPROMISERING