America – The Last Unicorn

Misc Poems
23 Aug 2009

I watched The Last Unicorn as a child and as someone who was into role playing and RPG games my whole life, it had the right appeal at the time. The song however stuck in my head many years later and works very well as a poem in my opinion.

The Last Unicorn

America

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

Im alive, Im 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, its the last unicorn

Im alive, Im alive

-America (The Last Unicorn Soundtrack)

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