Unicorn Hole - Another Adventure lyrics
[Unicorn Hole - Another Adventure lyrics]
The group ventures through the
Woodlands towards Shinrin
Pursuing peril to replace with
Peace once again ghael once moved mountains
But how years have slowed her down
Grub and her pupils are now her
Feet on the ground
The forest is scoured as Kat
Finds two flowers
"For Grub blue, and yellow for you
Each of your favorite hues!"
Astrid smiles, says "it might be a while
But I’ll find a purple one and and
We’ll compile our styles"
Cold colors concur, but the yellow stirs
Of them
The only stem that’s studded with spurs
But Ghael’s trained hand readily withstands
Her wise eyes infer that such colors can blur
So onward they press from dawn
Towards an unknown dusk but
However far from home, never alone
Even when long gone
No need to be withdrawn since
They have each other to lean on
The group hears a haunting
Roar in the distance
"Don’t worry girls" Grub says and
Preps his battle stance
Grub knows no magic- even
Kat has him outsized
A grin extends her face and
Astrid rolls her eyes
"Here, for you! I found some gifts too!
I hate to outdo, but it’s what I do, ha!"
Grub gives the girls a rotten fig and a twig
Astrid chuckles a bit, but Kat’s laugh is big
Grub’s wooden sword is more board than blade
Lest he gore himself, real steel is forbade
And the battered shield that he often wields
Would bust into dust on a real battlefield
Grub points upwards as a crow-
White as snow- flies by stunning to be sure
Perhaps a reflection in the sky
Girls abandoned as children
And a duty-bound kobold
Redefining what it means to be
What they are called
Woodlands towards Shinrin
Pursuing peril to replace with
Peace once again ghael once moved mountains
But how years have slowed her down
Grub and her pupils are now her
Feet on the ground
The forest is scoured as Kat
Finds two flowers
"For Grub blue, and yellow for you
Each of your favorite hues!"
Astrid smiles, says "it might be a while
But I’ll find a purple one and and
We’ll compile our styles"
Cold colors concur, but the yellow stirs
Of them
The only stem that’s studded with spurs
But Ghael’s trained hand readily withstands
Her wise eyes infer that such colors can blur
So onward they press from dawn
Towards an unknown dusk but
However far from home, never alone
Even when long gone
No need to be withdrawn since
They have each other to lean on
The group hears a haunting
Roar in the distance
"Don’t worry girls" Grub says and
Preps his battle stance
Grub knows no magic- even
Kat has him outsized
A grin extends her face and
Astrid rolls her eyes
"Here, for you! I found some gifts too!
I hate to outdo, but it’s what I do, ha!"
Grub gives the girls a rotten fig and a twig
Astrid chuckles a bit, but Kat’s laugh is big
Grub’s wooden sword is more board than blade
Lest he gore himself, real steel is forbade
And the battered shield that he often wields
Would bust into dust on a real battlefield
Grub points upwards as a crow-
White as snow- flies by stunning to be sure
Perhaps a reflection in the sky
Girls abandoned as children
And a duty-bound kobold
Redefining what it means to be
What they are called