Home at last

The trip is over. I offer these lyrics to you, from the song "Life in Motion" by the Flower Kings. As I have listened to this song during the trip it has become the theme song, in my own mind, of the trip, and will definitely be used as the closing music in the video.

The blog will return to trip mode another day, but for now, it is back to normal. Continue to check in for updates on the family's adventures. We are indeed Life in Motion...

"Life in Motion" by the Flower Kings:

You can call me dreamer
You can call me plain
A tiny bit of sunshine
In between the driving rains

You can call me father
You can call me son
A little bit of yesterday
And future wrapped in one

I am the provider - I'm the president
I am the forgiver here - thru time and time again

We are life in motion - with our chunk of time
Trembling in our hands - we wait for miracles

I'm just a schoolboy - I am innocence
I am just a lonely kid behind the garden fence
I'm the voice of reason - I'm the sacred soul
I'm eternal fire and your shelter from the cold

We are life in motion - with our chunk of time
Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles

We are life in motion - with our chunk of time
This years model blue eyed son just waiting down the line

Sailing the highways of the sun
We are waiting for the harvest

I am right beside you when you dream alone
Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm
Look to see the bottom of the endless hole
I'm right there to send three words to save your soul

Sailing the highways of the sun
We are waiting for the dawn
And the harvest of our dreams

I am right beside you when you dream alone
Send you skies of comfort when in middle of a storm
Look to see the bottom of the endless hole
I'm right there to send three words to save your soul
I am right beside you when you dream alone

I'm the voice of summer now won't you ride the wave?
I am life in motion & the laughter on the scale
If you take me seriously - I'll take you serious too
Ride together into the sunset that's all that we can do

You can call me dreamer
You can call me plain
A tiny bit of sunshine
In between the driving rains

You can call me father
You can call me son
A little bit of yesterday
And future wrapped in one

We are life in motion - with our chunk of time
Trembling in our hands we wait for miracles
Down the line - I am the forgiver!
I'm the voice of reason - I'm the sacred soul
I'm the voice of summer - won't you take a ride

It's like coming home - coming home again
It's like coming home - coming home again
The further we go - the closer we come
There's one chance for everyone
One love - one heart - one chance
The higher we climb - the more we see
Lands and visions above the treetops
One world - one heart - one chance
It's like coming home - coming home again
It's like coming home - coming home again