Amos:
I sure hope you were not relating to that song the way I so often have. The critical verse generally having been " ... NAIL your shoes to the kitchen floor...." I have moved SOOOOOO many times!

Back in Montreal "where it all started" I realize the only reason I left was because I needed to earn a living. I could have come back five years ago. Now I am "home" as in "I wanna go home, I wanna go home, Gonna tell that man, I never more will roam..." (Not sure who "that man" is yet.)

This week at our Canadian Quaker gathering (near Ottawa), we are singing from Peter and Annie Blood's Rise Up Singing. I found another fav: "All things shall perish from .... Music alone shall live, music alone shall live, music alone shall live, never to die." Thank goodness for that!