Late

Under some dirty words on a dirty wall Eating takeout by myself I played the shows Got back in the van and put the Walkman on And you were playing In some other dive 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 No, don't you know? It's been too late for a long time Oh, no Things were looking up, least that's what I heard Oh, no Someone came and washed away your hard-earned peace of mind When desperate static beats the silence up A quiet truth to calm you down The songs you wrote, it got me through a lot Just wanna tell ya that But it's too late It's too late No, don't you know? It's been too late for a long time It's too late It's too late No, don't you know? It's been too late for a long time