The sun was setting, setting still Upon the bridge of old The river was an open road ahead A highway without end, all pines were dark We did paint a fresco of our lives with wine Did carve our names in marble white Beneath the monument Where Dante lost his one true love But the unicorns Have all disappeared And left us standing alone In the last light of summer The millboard's sword is broken The endmost dragon's slain and lost And if we could go back again now We only found two shades left mourning for those days And all unicorns Somehow disappeared Leaving us standing alone In the fading light of summer