Art Of Almost Lyrics - The Whole Love - Wilco

No! 

I froze 

I can't be so 

Far away from my wasteland 

I never know when I might 

Ambulance 

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 and 

I could blame it all on dust 

The art of almost 

Almost 

Almost 

Almost 

I'll hold it up 

I'll shake the grail 

Disobey across the waves 

Tomorrow 

I'll have all the love I could ever ache 

And I'll leave almost with you 

All of almost 

Almost 

Art of almost, almost 

Art of almost, almost