Late

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 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 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