Elise Matthesen

Well, I got it. It needs you to have read the book to understand it, but I think it works. And since I skipped posting yesterday I'll probably post another older filk tonight to make up for it. Until then, here, have a new one. And yes, it has a tune, but I haven't written it down yet. Drat it all, I should just go get a little electronic keyboard already. I miss having a piano. Also, I need a ukelele ukulele, but that's Kelly Lagor's fault, and Amanda Palmer's, and has nothing to do with this song. Anyhow, enjoy.


Molly Grue's Song

I dreamed about her when I was a girl
My dreams grew old and tattered, dry and curled
Now she can't meet my eyes
I shouldn't be surprised
She's the only unicorn left in the world

And oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns
Oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns


She could have come when I was young and strong
She could have come before so much went wrong
But now she's come to me
And who are you to be
Telling me I cannot come along

And oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns
Oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns


Your talk of quests and guides is flummery
She doesn't need you nor does she need me
You cannot keep her hid
And you cannot forbid
So ask her, just ask and you will see

And oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns
Oh, magician
You don't know much about unicorns