Letras: Elliott Smith. New Moon. Going Nowhere.

He waved hello silent like a mime
(remain?) there's no changing my mind
i won't walk the stairs with you tonight
going nowhere
the clock moved a quarter of a turn
the time it took a cigarette to burn
she said you got a lot of things to learn
going nowhere

saw you move a certain way
missed you a lot
return to this abandoned place
should a been forgot
echoes drown the conversation out
echoes that only seem to bring about
a silent expression
things you may allow
going nowhere

the steps made a pattern
i'd never seen
i felt like a kid of six or seventeen
i was off in some empty day dream
going nowhere
it's dead and gone matter of fact
maybe for the best
said some things you can't take back
honestly i guess

the old records
sitting on the floor
the ones i can't
put on anymore
he walked over to her like before
going nowhere
going nowhere
going nowhere