Lyrics:

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

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

It's too late

It's too late

No, don't you know

It's been too late

For a long time