All-Star Me - Saves The Day

This isn’t the way we planned

I wasn’t supposed to forget your taste

Like nights spent figuring all the ways that we came to this place

There we were alone on top of your old rooftop in Highland Park

Ask me now

Say, «Chris, look out across the sky and tell me which way the wind blows.»

A core of coal

A core of coal and starches

A core of coal and starches within me

Even now that you’re not here

I climb these mountains of houses every night

I say your name, wish I could have done things right