When the last eagle fliesOver the last crubmling mountain
And the last lion roarsAt the last dusty fountain
In the shadow of the forrest
Though she may be old and wornThey will stare unbelieving
At the last unicorn
When the first breath of winterThrough the flowers is icing
And you look to the north
And a pale moon is rising
And it seems like all is dyingAnd would leave the world to mornIn the distance hear the laughter
Of the last unicorn
I'm aliveI'm alive
When the last gleam is castOver the last star of morning
And the future has pastWithout even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where throught
The clouds are packed with storm
Look and see her how she sparklesIt's the last unicorn
I'm aliveI'm alive
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