The unicorn to the dragon said, "Our time is nearly done, And we shall follow the breath of the dead To a world with a crimson sun." "The maids shall mourn your passing then." The dragon spoke in turn. "And new little boys and full-grown men Shall long to see me burn." Chorus: Where did the legends come from Before they reached our star And will we be legends when we have gone Where all of our legends are The sun came up on an empty hill, And every myth was gone; But all the legends are haunting us still Each night from dusk to dawn. For on the night when the visions fled Beyond the skies of coal, The first man lifted his wondering head, And thought the stars his goal. Chorus And when we've traveled an endless run Of planets near and far We may chance to discover the crimson sun Where all of our legends are Chorus Words and music: Kathy Mar Copyright 1982 Kathy Mar