Hey Matthew, it’s Steven. Uhm, s ‘fantastic to see you, but uh, I’m calling uhm, to wish you a happy birthday, and uhm, I’ll speak to you, uhm next week. Thank you.
Wake up and read the email. I never wanted
The chills came, the salty rain of tears so honest
It’s in his brains his lungs his bones and his blood
There’s little help for him, little few things can be done
So I pray
Send a little money his way
He was always a fighter, hope this fight can be won.
I tried to keep it light
I cant lead on that its crushing me
All the feelings I had like losing a dad but mostly a friend
He was the one who opened the door to my dreams
He kept up the faith when I was in doubt. He helped me believe
So I pray
I Send all my love his way
He was always a fighter, hope this fight can be won.
When you cross the river unknown
Everybody has gotta do it alone
We’ll be on the shoreline cheering you on
You're gonna make it
You're gonna make it
Lyrics Submitted by Devin Hassinger