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