Frangry knows what’s up: Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros – Home (click to listen).

Also happens to be one of the few, rare songs that are in my personal, particular, whistling octave (or what the fuck ever)—meaning I can whistle along and actually harmonize. Imagine that.

[him]
I’ll follow you into the park,
Through the jungle, through the dark,
Girl, I never loved one like you.

[her]
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alleyways and pay phone calls,
I’ve been everywhere with you.

[him]
We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night,
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you.

[her]
And in the streets you run a-free,
Like it’s only you and me,
Jeez, you’re something to see.

[both]
Ahh, home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I’m with you.
Ahh, home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I’m with you.