The Last Unicorn

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When the last eagle flies

over the last crumbling mountain

Cm

And the last lion roars at the

at the last dusty fountain

in the shadow of the forest

though she may be old and worn

Fm Gm

they will stare unbelieving

at the last Unicorn

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When the first breath of winter

through the flowers is icing

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and you look to the north

and the pale moon rising

and it seems like all is dying

and would leave the world to mourn

Fm Gm

in the distance hear her laughter

of the last Unicorn

I’m alive, I’m alive

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When the last moon is cast

over the last star of morning

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and the future is past

without even a last desperate warning

then look into the sky where through the

clouds a path is formed

Fm Gm

Look and see her how she sparkles

it's the last Unicorn

I’m alive, I’m alive