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Wilco

Art Of Almost

 

Art Of Almost

(album: The Whole Love - 2011)


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 help myself
Like calling I could open up my heart and fall
And I blame it all on dust, the art of almost
Almost... almost... almost...

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

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