THE UNICORN'S HORN

THE UNICORN'S HORN

THE LEGENDS OF THE UNICORN ARE MANY
THIS IS ONE
THAT ONE DAY AT PLAY
WHILE RUNNING THROUGH THE FIELDS
CHASING BUTTERFLIES
SHE FELL INTO A BRAMBLE BUSH
AND COULD NOT ESCAPE
HE WAS POWERLESS TO HELP
THOUGH IN HIS MALENESS
HE SHOWED ANGER TO HIDE HIS FEAR
HE CHARGED THE BUSH
IT DIDN'T HELP
HE PAWED AND BIT
IT DIDN'T HELP
FRUSTRATED HE WHINNIED
GODS ELVES DEMONS OF THE WORLD
WHAT PRICE TO SET HER FREE
GIVE US WHAT YOU TREASURE MOST
CAME THE VOICE IN SPRINGTIME THUNDER
GIVE US WHAT YOU TREASURE MOST
SHE IS WHAT I TREASURE MOST
ASK ANYTHING OF ME BUT SHE
SHE IS WHAT I TREASURE MOST
SHE IS WHAT I'LL NEVER GIVE
WHAT NEXT THEN
MY HORN THAT WHICH MAKES ME SPECIAL
THAT I GIVE
DONE THEY CRIED DONE
AND SHE WAS FREE


HORSES LIKE TO HAVE THE FOREHEADS RUBBED
IT'S WHERE THE HORN ONCE WAS
HORSES ALSO LIKE SUGAR
IT REMINDS THEM
OF THE LOVE
THAT LOST THEM
THEIR HORN
HORSES ALSO ARE ROMANTIC
THEY NEVER MISS THE HORN
TO DO SO
THEY FEEL
WOULD BE A CONTRADICTION
SMALL PRICE TO PAY FOR THE LIFE OF A LOVED ONE
BUT THEY LIKE TO HAVE THEIR NOSES RUBBED
BY LOVERS
AS A WAY OF SAYING THANKS



Frank a vollmer