[Oldies] America - The Last Unicorn

When the last eagle flies over 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 a pale
moon is rising
And it seems like all is dying and would
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 has passed without
even a last desperate warning
Then look into the sky where through
the clouds a path is torn
Look and see her how she sparkles,
it's the last unicorn
I'm alive, I'm alive
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