I thought this one would be a predicting the future type song for me, due to a look at patterns in my life that always seem to happen the same. That would mean to move away from central Oregon a few years after it was written. That move was attempted but our plans went sideways over and over, and we wound up in Bend again, for the time being. Maybe the spell was broken. Still not sure. My wife said to me one day: Stop here and love me for just one minute now. That line fit so perfectly, as often her words do.
Lyrics
I touch my toes down lightly here. It's not good-bye, so kiss hello. And all the miles we've traveled on will not compare to where we're going.
Bodies in motion tend to stay in motion. When I'm on fire, let me stay on fire.
I don't mind flying around, as long as I'm not flying around the truth. I don't mind leaving town, as long as I can come back home to you.
And all the ones left standing there did not prepare to fly away. But they all know which way to go, and say their prayers every day.
Bodies in motion tend to stay in motion. When I'm on fire, let me stay on fire.
Stop here and love me for just one minute now. Cuz there's something up above me that says it's flying time.
Flying time. Flying time. Flying time.