All-Star Me (Live Session)

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

But 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 is within me

But even now that you're not here

I climb these mountains of houses every night

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