No! I froze I cant 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…

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…