Dark city of lights, come to me
Dark city of oh so bright lights, let me be
Bridges of steel carry men of meat
And rooftops kiss the sky
Tiny crying children toddle to their mothers
With tragic stories of toys and glory
They fiercely accuse each other
Mother Theresa greets Mona Lisa
And they share a knowing smile
And a simple pen stroke paints a mile
And we dance
And we sing
We know no one is listening
We dream
And we cry
We live and we die
Surrounded by candles and a fire
The dancers start to sing and the music inspires
You find a tambourine, and I find a guitar
We write a song about a star
And we dance
And we sing
We know no one is listening
We dream
And we cry
We live and we die
-Alexander James Heidengren
September 17, 1990- August 8, 2009
Dear Bryn,
Thank you for posting our son, Alex’s song, “Song About A Star,” on your August 8, 2011 blog. Did you know him ? You have blessed all who love him by posting this song of his. 🙂
May the Lord bless you and keep you as you serve Him with pen and paddle in hand,
Blanche Heidengren (Alex’s mom)