Over many a mile of murky memory,
Through thorn and bramble, brush and briar,
Our bond would fly to call me to you,
In need or want, come freeze or fire.
Two spirits' travels might take them places,
Dark and desolate, far and fair.
Through storm or snow, past time undaunted,
When you need, you'll find me there.
Feelings formed before our first breath,
Lives ago though they might be,
Now, each heartbeat proves them over.
Phantom ropes will make us see.
Those we love are ne'er forgotten, Carved in the stone of our memory. So it is, I'll ne'er forget you, Shining Star sets spirit free.