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