A Man Named Steve
The animals are crying for a man named Steve;
It's just so hard for all to believe.
That something so precious has been taken away;
He impacted all life on Earth in his short stay.
But I believe his mission will go on;
In his children's hands, they must be strong.
And I believe in his right to fight;
Cause all God's creatures has a purpose in life .
We must continue what he set out to do;
So he can smile down, and won't feel so blue.
Cause he is watching from heaven above;
Of the job we're doing in the name of love.
As time goes by, my heart still breaks;
For a man named Steve, we miss you mate!
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