Da Michael Jackson døde 25. Juni 2009 satt jeg med mine 10 billetter fordelt på to konserter til This Is It tour og så med vanntro at barndomshelten min var borte. Kammeratjengen min som skulle reise til London for å se The King of Pop for første gang skulle aldri få sjansen. Jeg hadde sett han live to ganger før, i 92 og 97 på Valle Hovin, noe jeg er veldig glad for nå.
Kom på her om dagen at jeg skrev en tekst for mange år siden under rettsaken. Jeg har redigert litt på den og den får bli min hyllest til MJ her på bloggen.
The brightest star
Growing up there was one thing for sure
That my hero in life was on top of the world
No one could reach his blistering heights
He trilled me with joy and wonderful delight
Feeling the groove from the beats and the sound
Lifting me up, up from the ground
He opened my eyes for dancing and song
For me that was the time when music was born
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As time went by you were still number one
But some people meant the sparkle was gone
Other things became the focus in the news
And when that happens, it’s easy to loose
Still able to evolve in the chancing times
It became harder to separate the truth from the lies
But the sound in the speakers still left me in awe
Your magic was there, still giving me more
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You were the brightest star of all
Sparkling clearly in the sky above
You were the brightest star of all
Entertaining the world with just one glove
You were the brightest star of all
Reaching this young boy’s curious soul
You were the brightest star of all
The brightest star of all
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Whatever the future might bring to us all
The memories from childhood forever is stored
Remembering what made us who we are today
In my case a unique superstar dancing away
I will always be grateful for what you gave to me
And now that you are gone, it’s empty you see
You gave us all your magical touch
I just want to say: Thank you so much
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