Well it's almost heaven, i'm all most gone
I'm almost right, so i'm all most wrong
it's almost Sodom, it's all most Rome
i'm almost there, i'm all most home
i'm almost happy, that's all most good
i'm almost doing, the things i should
it's almost perfect, like syrafoam
i'm almost there, i'm all most home
there's a light in the window, a garland on the door
smoke from the chimney, there's a rug on the floor
i see it so clearly, where ever i roam
i'm almost there, i'm almost home
it's almost midnight, it's all most tomorrow
i'm almost full, from all i beg, steal, and, borrow
i'm almost hopefull, when i pick up the phone
i'm almost there, i'm almost home
it's almost your smile, it's almost your eyes
i almost see through all your fears and the lies
i can almost believe that it's mine to own
it's almost you, i'm almost home
Hiss Golden Messenger transforms from a solo songwriter to a full-band on a record benefiting Durham Public Schools. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 9, 2020