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meanwhile....stranded in the jungle®
He's My Life Of
29 Years My Story,
My Greatest Love
My All To Be....
The trees shook from shark so hard
branches fell off one by one,
the sky couldn't disregard
the disappearance of the sun!!
Back 3 and a half years ago
in march came the biggest scare,
the world as beauty came to know
time made ugly how could it dare?!
The moon turned black as coal
stars forgot how to shine,
every fiber in my heart and soul
now sends endless chills up and down my spine!!
The warmth that once was there
burned out leaving me frozen to the bone,
even the birds now just sit and stare
they can't think of a reason to sing sad and alone!!
I force myself to rise
and choke on endless tears,
they fall hard from my eyes
only more bitter thru the years!!
The trees used to sway
and blossom when Faron was here,
but now if they could talk they'd say
we like you feel bare any time of year!!
Please Forgive Me Pooh
for I'm so very weak,
what I long to do
will give me peace I seek!!
But I'm still around
giving Your Legacy a what for,
such inspiration and gratitude inside me found
for your gift I opened on Utopia's Golden Grass Floor!!
Now going thru inside
it's not happy at all,
I too that worst day collapsed and died
and can't ever get up here from this fall!!
Early in life came the autumn
of my years where once was spring,
where it couldn't have been more often
that I had a reason to sing!!
Now music can't help but escape me
since the misery death march plays loud and strong,
where is the song of Peace and Mercy
to waltz me out of where I don't belong?!
True Love is never dead and gone
it lives on in soul and heart,
but too much damage put upon
my will to exist has been broken apart!!
Tho here I am
still TRYING to make My Strong Lion Proud,
but this terrified lamb
is set out to pasture going mad and wild!!
The once mighty jungle can't fight back no way
when The King Of The Jungle Is Asleep,
all the inhabitants want to do is play
but too cold of a wind thru it will sweep!!
SALLY
When final death comes I'll embrace the ground
Embrace the ground not be afraid
Thoughts of going home take away my fears
where sweat and blood adorn my veil of tears
Never more here shall I see the sun
I already fell to the reaper's gun
29 Years My Story,
My Greatest Love
My All To Be....
The trees shook from shark so hard
branches fell off one by one,
the sky couldn't disregard
the disappearance of the sun!!
Back 3 and a half years ago
in march came the biggest scare,
the world as beauty came to know
time made ugly how could it dare?!
The moon turned black as coal
stars forgot how to shine,
every fiber in my heart and soul
now sends endless chills up and down my spine!!
The warmth that once was there
burned out leaving me frozen to the bone,
even the birds now just sit and stare
they can't think of a reason to sing sad and alone!!
I force myself to rise
and choke on endless tears,
they fall hard from my eyes
only more bitter thru the years!!
The trees used to sway
and blossom when Faron was here,
but now if they could talk they'd say
we like you feel bare any time of year!!
Please Forgive Me Pooh
for I'm so very weak,
what I long to do
will give me peace I seek!!
But I'm still around
giving Your Legacy a what for,
such inspiration and gratitude inside me found
for your gift I opened on Utopia's Golden Grass Floor!!
Now going thru inside
it's not happy at all,
I too that worst day collapsed and died
and can't ever get up here from this fall!!
Early in life came the autumn
of my years where once was spring,
where it couldn't have been more often
that I had a reason to sing!!
Now music can't help but escape me
since the misery death march plays loud and strong,
where is the song of Peace and Mercy
to waltz me out of where I don't belong?!
True Love is never dead and gone
it lives on in soul and heart,
but too much damage put upon
my will to exist has been broken apart!!
Tho here I am
still TRYING to make My Strong Lion Proud,
but this terrified lamb
is set out to pasture going mad and wild!!
The once mighty jungle can't fight back no way
when The King Of The Jungle Is Asleep,
all the inhabitants want to do is play
but too cold of a wind thru it will sweep!!
SALLY
When final death comes I'll embrace the ground
Embrace the ground not be afraid
Thoughts of going home take away my fears
where sweat and blood adorn my veil of tears
Never more here shall I see the sun
I already fell to the reaper's gun
