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Heard stories,upon stories 
Some were beautiful,some I wish 
Never was told 
It’s just memories I hold. 
I’ve held families together 
Went through stormy weathers 
Can my life get any better ?
As my limbs grow weak 
And the leaves….. oh they leave me 
And drift into the wind 
Before I could say good bye my friend 
a shadow walked by 
And my strength was renewed 
Questions upon questions filled my roots 
And again I grew and grew 
Time flies once more
Those stories , I heard more 
Then one cruel day,,
I felt a sharp pain 
I fell softly on the ground 
With such a unpleasant sound 
Dragged as if I didn’t matter 
My strength I felt it shatter 
They shaped me 
Oh they rearranged me 
Why won’t they leave me be 
When will I feel peace 
Then I felt a familiar feeling 
A feeling of healing 
I know I felt this before 
He lift me up 
And carried me 
I could feel him getting weak 
But he kept on 
They laid his body on me 
Why won’t they  leave him be 
Why can’t they see 
He has the power to set us free
They put us up right 
And I held him tight 
Throughout out my days 
Through the stories and things I’ve seen 
I’ve never felt this 
I felt his life leave
But before he did 
I heard him speak 
To the heavens 
Such beautiful words
I just need to know
Who is this man I hold
 Then finally my answer echos 
I can’t believe it
I Know you all see it 
I was holding Gods Son

Sad male voice