Art Of Almost

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 ole` true love But I had other ways to hurt myself like calling I could open up my heart and fall in I could blame it all on dust The art of almost almost Almost almost I hold it up shake the grail Dissipate across the waves tomorrow I`ll have all the love I could ever ache And I`ll leave out most with you Art of almost almost Art of almost almost Art of almost almost