Gavin Castleton - The Human Torch lyrics

This is the sound of finding you After the night I've just been through And I didn't know my heart could work so soon. This is the sound of finding you When it was all that I could do To keep me from slowly losing touch in that room. This is the sound of finding you Returned in the 'copter on the roof Your face is more grin than nose and chin, Like you saw a chimp tucked in a suit. We're smelling our smells Now we're tasting our tastes We're touching our touch, Conversing in guts and toes and such. I was in a bad spot there for a few Locked up in a room with a horrible view I thought that I was bit but now I don't think it's true, It looks more like a cut, not so much of a chew. I'm sure I'll be fine if I give it some time From the hullaballoo. I was about to turn to something drastic Then I found my backroom music With a gentle perfect soundtrack Everything starts to make sense I soaked the quilt in alcohol Propped it on the stool against the wall, Lit it with the final flare, and I left with it over my head I loved with abandon in every direction And hugged every last one with smoldering affection And gathered a pile and climbed it in style to the roof, And you were there In your moccasin boots. (And so was the army dude) But as soon as we got high enough I ejected that fool with a shove! Now, at last we're alone And we're cutting through the sky Towards our home. (It's an island home.) It's a tree house somewhere, We're a jungle affair With a porcupine fence And we're so present tense And with long days and short nights, We laugh at the highlights And dance with the fireflies, Stomping the sand, burritos in hand And we're sure/shore as the tide at our feet.