Elliott Smith
Third and South
Take a turn at Third and South
You wait too long, will she leave without goodbye?
Lightning danced across the sky

Static line fell adrift
Clocking it at highway speeds
Someone's taking over
You take the wheel from me

Looking out for highway cops
Picket fences look like swords from overhead
Cash 'em in and make your bets
Cause the powerlines are tricky

Now that the plans have changed and the road just narrowed
And the skies above your mountaintop are blue

Someone's waiting somewhere
Someone's calling you
Someone is just a feeling that you'll know what to do

So take the turn by Third and South
Wait too long, will she leave without goodbye?
Lightning danced across the sky
Lightning danced across the sky