| Song | Art Of Almost |
| Artist | Wilco |
| Album | The Whole Love |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 | |
| AlmostAlmost | |
| 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 | |
| AlmostAlmost | |
| AlmostI 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 almost with you | |
| Art of almost | |
| Almost |