Lyrics Almost Anything - Daunt

Almost Anything

It begins too fast, the blurring
When our outlines dissolve into one another
Oh your form’s so good, that I’m molding to your lines
It’s a question of the mark you make
When you push too hard and you bend me out of shape
It’s a question of the groove you carve
And how much you split yourself in two
For you I’d do almost anything
For you I’d do almost anything at all
Almost anything at all
There’s no feeling, only science
When our choices become about one another
Oh your form’s so good, that I bleed into your lines
'Cause it’s a question of the mark you make
When you push too hard and you bend me out of shape
It’s a question of the groove you carve
And how much you split yourself in two
For you I’d do almost anything
For you I’d do almost anything at all
Almost anything at all