Highway 101

I can tell you that it’s true
A road that has places that come along with you
As you travel long and far
Everywhere you are
You hear stories
Of many who’ve come before
Cast their spell
Traveled well
And left their tale to tell
At the hotel at the end of Highway 101
Where we leave our tales to tell…
Years ago I know,
There was a dream that swept the land;
Come here, come now
Make a better stand.
From the east over the divide
From the west by oceans tide
They settled in the south where the warmth was healing
And the north where the rain kept them dreaming…
We are the words being written on the sand
From where our hand draws the magic of the land
At the hotel at the end of Highway 101
Where we leave our tales to tell…
101 becomes the one
And the sun just comes to shine
And the people take their time
When you listen to what they speak
Visions of calm intensity drift from
Their symbol of the road
Winding along the sea
And through the breeze of borrowed time
Balancing the curves
And currents of the mind
At the hotel at the end of time
At the hotel at the end of Highway 101
Where we leave our tales to tell…