It's late at night and you've forgotten
The taste of blood exists form iron
And the only place where iron's forged
Is the last breath of a dying star
So when the time comes that you are grieving
Remember the stars in your blood as you're breathing
I'd gather the ends of the earth for you
Just to say that I tried
I think that our bond is some heavenly sign
That people were meant to have others in mind
I'm thankful for whatever God's plan might be
Because he made sure you existed with me