flash: http://www.tudou.com/v/3x5H4sZag7Awhen
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 unicornwhen
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 unicorni'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 unicorni'm alive, i'm alive
