MUSIC FOR SALE

Ignition turns in the morning rain
Leaving the city, breaking the chain
North on the 99, the blacktop winds
Where the concrete ends and the soul begins
Through the mists of Horseshoe Bay
Where the ferries ghost through the silver gray
Bound for the Island across the foam
But this mountain ribbon is calling me home.
Chorus)
Oh, we’re riding on the Sky Highway
Between the granite and the deep blue spray
From the salt of the sound to the peak of the pine
Everything’s golden on the ninety-nine
Yeah, we’re climbing where the eagles fly
On a highway reaching for the coastal sky.
(Verse 2)
Pull it over at the Cypress bend
Where the panoramic vista has no end
The city lights flicker like a dying fire
As the road pulls us higher and higher
Past the silver veil of Shannon Falls
Where the spirit of the ancient cedar calls
The sea mist dances on the windshield pane
Washing away the city's stain.
Bridge)
Squamish Mountain, a wall of stone
Standing guard on a throne alone
Then deep in the green where the air is still
Alice Lake reflects the chill
Towering giants in a circle of blue
Everything’s ancient, everything’s new.
Chorus)
Oh, we’re riding on the Sky Highway
Between the granite and the deep blue spray
From the salt of the sound to the peak of the pine
Everything’s golden on the ninety-nine
Yeah, we’re climbing where the eagles fly
On a highway reaching for the coastal sky.
(Outro)
Just the roar of the engine and the scent of the brine
Following the curve of the white-painted line
Through the mist, through the trees
Lost in the rhythm of the Pacific breeze
Sky Highway...
Taking me home...
On the ninety-nine...