The Last Unicorn

America

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When the last eagle flies
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over the last crumbling mountain
        Cm
And the last lion roars at the
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at the last dusty fountain

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in the shadow of the forest
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though she may be old and worn
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they will stare unbelieving
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at the last Unicorn

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When the first breath of winter
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through the flowers is icing
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and you look to the north
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and the pale moon rising

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and it seems like all is dying
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and would leave the world to mourn
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in the distance hear her laughter
       G#      Bb
of the last Unicorn

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I’m alive, I’m alive
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         Cm
When the last moon is cast
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over the last star of morning
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and the future is past
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without even a last desperate warning

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then look into the sky where through the
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clouds a path is formed
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Look and see her how she sparkles
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it's the last Unicorn

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I’m alive, I’m alive

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