Sir Gaylord Munemo

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Lets make a tree house for ourselves,
I can remember the words of my love,
Piling up fine wood with your soft hands,
I can see the visions of my love, .
...

Like a poor man im always humble,
Trying to escape this solitude thought,
The letters I write,
The whispers and utterings,
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Our hearts were beating faster,
Yet the air getting more hotter,
I thought I wanted water,
Yet it was not the matter,
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Play him the violin tune,
I will sing the music stance,
Let the good man dance,
So shall he take his chances
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I was down in a lonely world,
Haunted by loneliness that i failed to define,
I looked east and saw none,
I looked north and saw none neither,
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I wish you could broaden your smile,
Yet you frown over and over,
Is it meant to be like this,
Trying to please you by all means,
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I could not see it but I felt it,
My eyes I widened but they were in vain,
The feeling so intense and present,
The vision ever blinkered and absent,
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Remember the green fields my love,
Remember the blues seas,
Remember the long view my love,
Remember the dream you had,
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The Big Tree

Lets make a tree house for ourselves,
I can remember the words of my love,
Piling up fine wood with your soft hands,
I can see the visions of my love, .
I remember the hanging ropes,
Climbing the tree and tightening them,
It was a tree that we made our tree,
Tears role down my cheeks standing before it,
The footprints of a lost lover I see, .
Your imprints brings sorrow to me,
The tree brings me memories

The swings we made there my love,
Playing while hoping for tomorrow,
Remember the marriage we planned,
The wedding we admired,
And children we debated about,
You said three and i said two,
It was under the tree,
And ended under the tree,
Death took you by surprise,
My hopes so long gone,
My wishes drained into mystry,
Im all alone, with the tree, our tree

You have gone my love,
I wanted to marry you,
I wanted us to grow together,
With our tree, the big tree,
The swings are empty,
The tree house so desolate,
Im missing you.......

This tree shall be symbolic to us,
Us, , , the us that will never be,
As seasons shall surely change and pass,
The tree shall die also,
And will be left all alone, ,
Of course, in solitude
Im missing you

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