2) Home- Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes


"Jack, you should get home," Tooth said.

It was late; the sun had long since sunk below the horizon and the quiet landscape was silent except for the crickets and an occasional owl. Tooth had to return to the Tooth Palace, regretfully putting an end to their perfect day together. They had traveled all over the world today, and Jack had shown her some of his favorite spots, from old castles in Europe to docks bobbing with colorful boats to huge waterfalls to busy cities humming with the heartbeat of civilization. Jack had felt freer today than he had in a long time, laughing with Tooth at the stupidest things and literally flying through the streets without a care.

"Home?" he repeated. What home did he have to go to? He had never felt more at home than he did right now. "Tooth, home is wherever I'm with you."

He could see Tooth blush a bit and her feathers ruffled in that way he thought was just so cute. "Do you really mean that?"

"Of course," he said. "Home is when I'm alone with you."

She leaned into him a little more and said, "You know, I think I can stay just a little bit longer."

Jack smiled and committed the moment to his memory: here, with Tooth's head against his shoulder and the stars in the sky above- this was his home.