I miss you; Abuelo

Dusty roads, hopeless eyes, looking at the blinding lights.Saw your ghost here tonight, it lingers on and I feel your life pulling me back to the place. But the thought of staring back at you is more than I can face.It’s a long way now from where I rest my head. It’s safe and sound, if only I could turn around. There’s no direction where I stand, just dead-end signs and wasted land.

It’s a long way now, to you.