Under some dirty words on a dirty wall Eating takeout by myself I play the shows Got back in the van and put the walkman on And you were playing
In some other time a thousand miles away I played a thousand times before And like pathetic stars, the truck stops and the rock club walls I always knew You saw them too But you never will again
It's too late Don't you know It's been too late For a long time
Elliott, man, you played a fine guitar And some dirty basketball The songs you wrote Got me through a lot Just wanna tell you that
But it's too late
It's too late Don't you know it's been too late for a long time
No, no Things were looking up Least that's what I heard No, no Someone came and washed away your hard-earned Piece of mind
When desperate static beats the silence up A quiet truth to calm you down The songs you wrote Got me through a lot Just wanna tell ya...
Oh, but it's too late
It's too late Don't you know? It's been too late For a long time.
|