By Mark A. Leon

In the distance of my dreams, I can see the town where I was born
The sign said, you’re a long way from home young man
Worn by the force of life’s wind, a trek begins
I can feel the safe night air and the welcome scent of my mamas perfume
Crickets in the distance
Silent awakening all around
Cradle rocking through the years

Can’t you see
Can’t you see
What I am looking for is looking down on me

These tattoos, a permanent reminder of the journeys going on in my head
Piercing images of the loves, lessons and demons
Hold on
Hold on a little bit longer
I’m drowning, but learning how to swim

Can’t you see
Can’t you see
What I am looking for is looking down on me

Sleepwalking in my insomnia
The songs that lead my unconscious journey remind me of you
Led by the quiet beating of the heart

I didn’t want to leave
I just got scared, that’s all
I drank you away
With one last kiss, I ran
I ran so far, I got lost
Lost in the desert
Thirsty and covered in salty sweat

Can’t you see
Can’t you see
What I am looking for is looking down on me

Counting the days behind me
Praying for some ahead
A world overpowered by wrongful might
This time it just feels right
A force beside me bringing it all back home
The place where it started, so long ago

Can’t you see
Yes, baby, now I can see