Wilco - Art of Almost lyrics

[Wilco - Art of Almost lyrics]

No, I froze
I can't be so far away from my wasteland
I'll never know when I might ambulance
Or hoist the horns with my own hands almost
Almost

I heard a faint old age true love
But, I had other ways to hurt myself
Like calling I could open up
My heart and fall in
And I blame it all on dust, art of almost
Almost almost
Almost

I hold it up, shake the grail
Dissipate across the waves, tomorrow
I have all the love I could ever ache
And I leave almost with you, art of almost
Almost

Art of almost almost


Art of almost almost

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