The Last Unicorn
America
When the last eagle fliesOver the last crumbling mountain
And the last lion roars
At the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forest
Though she may be old and worn
They will stare unbelieving
At the last unicorn...
When the first breath of winter
Through the flowers is icing
And you look to the north
And the pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying
And will leave the world to mourn
In the distance hear the laughter
Of the last unicorn.
I'm alive
I'm alive
When the last moon is cast
Over the last star of morning
And the future is past
Without even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where through
The cloud's a passing storm
Look and see her, how she sparkles
The last unicorn.
I'm alive
I'm alive.
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