Steve Lawrence had a voice smooth full of charm full of life. He took sound made it shine made each note pure each word true. His gift took him high took him far took him past just song past just stage past just one way.
From his first step on air all knew he had a rare tone. His rise came with big tunes with bold takes with soft deep notes. Go Away Little Girl made all stop made all hear made all feel his pure sound.
He did not just sing he gave full heart to each tune. His skill made fans hold each note made halls fill with bright feel made all know his voice held more than sound. He had a way with pop with jazz with tunes old and new.
More than a name more than a voice he took his way to show to act to give stage full weight. He did not just stay in one lane he made his space wide took in each step with love with care with full will.
His fame did not dim did not fall did not lose hold. He had a glow a pure gift a grand way to keep fans close. His name stays firm in the world of tune past time past change past all.
Steve Lawrence grew with deep love for tune for voice for craft. From a young age he knew song had a pull had a way had a place in his soul. His kin saw his gift felt his glow knew he would take sound far.
He had love for home for those near for soft bright days. Though fame came though big halls took his time he kept love close. He did not let the world take what made him who he was.
Love came to him full of light full of joy full of care. He had ties that stood strong had times bright had days full of deep feel. Yet with all love came loss came change came waves that took him to new ways.
Past song past halls past grand glow he found peace in slow nights in warm laughs in true talks. He did not seek to boast did not need big show did not let fame take what gave him deep worth.
With time he grew past just sound past just work past just the rush of bright days. He saw more he gave more he took in all that made his life full. His path did not just shape him it shaped those near those who saw what true heart true love true soul could bring.
Even when years took speed took young light took some shine he held to tune. Each day had sound had care had love for old joys mixed with new ways to share all he had. His world stayed full of joy full of bright ties full of deep love.
Steve Lawrence had tales full of charm full of feel full of grand bold steps. One night deep in tune mid note mid glow the light died. No sound no way to go on no mic to hold his tune. Yet with no stop no break he stood tall took in air and gave voice to the space. His raw sound held all firm made all still made all know they stood in front of true art.
Once he walked into a place where none knew his name. He took hold of tune gave bright feel gave smooth deep sound. By the last note all had turned all had stood all had seen a star in their midst.
At a time when few took risks in song he took bold steps. He took grand halls made them feel close took wide space made it full of deep pull. Some did not trust the move yet he held firm he made his mark he shaped what came next.
More than a man of song he gave past stage past screen past work. He took time to lift new names to give space to those who sought to walk his path. He had no want to keep all for self had no fear to share had no need to hold back what he knew.
Even as days grew long as time took some sparks as bright new names came he stayed tall. His voice kept hold kept pull kept strong rich feel. He gave his all to last shows to last steps to last notes sung with deep full care.
His tale stays in halls in sound in tales told past time past shift past all. He was not just a man of tune he was a man of deep feel true love grand soul. His name will not fade his gift will not dim his sound will ring on past all.
There is a good obituary on the Guardian website.