There's nothing but stardust
On her fingers
And her knees
In her hair and her eyes
She's captured between his love
And her life
How could she leave him?
When he says he's the moon
And stars too belong in the sky
She dreams of running
But he says she'd only get so far without him
So it must be true
Because stars follow the moon
And she's stardust

You can take away the 'me' from myself.
You can take away my personality.
You can take away my wishes, and you can take away my dreams.
You can take away my hopes, and you can take away my beliefs.
You can take away my happiness, and you can take away my light.
You can take away my heart, and you can take away my love.
You can take away my home, and you can take away my body.
You can take away my blood, and you can even take away my bones, my fossil.
You can turn me into a heartless, emotionless, mindless being, a thing that may or may not sleep, that may or may not eat, a thing that breathes yet does not live, only sees and tastes, only smells and hears, only feels and senses.
But what you cannot take away from me, is the very essence of my base, the base of my core, the heart of what lies in the center, deep, deep within me.
You cannot take away my knowledge or my power.
You cannot take away my soul.
For the soul sees, it learns, and it knows.
It is ancient, and it is stardust.
It lives on, forever, it goes.