Joseph Arthur - It's Too Late lyrics

If I tell you what's on my mind Don't know if I want to What could you tell me to make me feel fine Riding up on your high horse I've been wondering all of the time Looking for something to fill up Swallows start from below underground And invented the spill up It's too late Every time I try to tell you how I feel It's too late By the time you listen none of it is still real It's too late Every time I try to tell you how I feel It's too late By the time you listen none of it is still real One dime and I could make a call If I had any number One lie (?) would cushion the fall Of looking for a new lover The sad markets are burning the prize (?) And the children are captive And almost create something to die Have you created the angels It's too late Every time I try to tell you how I feel It's too late By the time you listen none of it is still real It's too late Every time I try to tell you how I feel It's too late By the time you listen none of it is still real