Verse 1 Found an old PlayStation underneath my bed today Memory cards still holding worlds we swore we’d never trade The startup sound still stops the room, the dust begins to glow Funny how a loading screen can take me somewhere old And far far away With you You’d pick Tifa, I’d choose Cloud, we’d laugh at every fail Passing one controller back like love would never bail Outside, summer moved so slow, inside we had all night Saving little universes underneath TV light Pre-Chorus Every checkpoint keeps your telomere Every soundtrack knows your spiritual core Some things never ask for answers They just stay… Chorus I still hear Mariah in the backseat after the rain High notes floating through the windows, healing little aches away (through the rain) You’d smile and say, “Sing louder,” even when I missed the key (ohh baby) Now every melody remembers you for me Like an old D’Angelo record spinning soft at two Every groove still leans a little closer back to you Bittersweet has never sounded quite this heavenly You’re gone… but every song still feels like “we” ohh baby Verse 2 Friday nights were Glee reruns, we’d roll our eyes then sing Turning every living room into a tiny stage Never cared who hit the notes, we only chased the fun Every chorus felt like somehow everyone had won Maybe love was never measured by forever anyway Maybe it was all the little ordinary days Sharing fries after midnight, walking home beneath the purple sky Making every quiet moment feel like its forever mine Pre-Chorus Every skies keep your telomere Every places knows your spiritual core Some things never ask for answers They just stay… Chorus I still hear Mariah in the backseat after the rain High notes floating through the windows, healing little aches away (through the rain) You’d smile and say, “Sing louder,” even when I missed the key (ohh baby) Now every melody remembers you for me Like an old D’Angelo record spinning soft at two Every groove still leans a little closer back to you Bittersweet has never sounded quite this heavenly You’re gone… but every song still feels like “we” ohh baby Bridge If life had New Game Plus I’d still choose the same first touch Even knowing how it ends I’d press “Start” with you all over again Maybe somewhere past the credits Where no save file disappears You’ll hear me humming with the radio The way we did for years Final Chorus I still hear Mariah in the backseat after the rain High notes floating through the windows, healing little aches away (through the rain) You’d smile and say, “Sing louder,” even when I missed the key (ohh baby) Now every melody remembers you for me Like an old D’Angelo record spinning soft at two Every groove still leans a little closer back to you Bittersweet has never sounded quite this heavenly You’re gone… but every song still feels like “we” ohh baby Outro The console sleeps. The records stop. The screen goes dims…. But somehow… My favorite memories still press “Continue.” Still feels like we Still feels like we Still feels like we Oh oh ohhh baby
